Emotions

Fear

'THUMP! THUMP! ...' is the sound of my tired feet and my pounding heart. I feel sweat dripping down my neck, drenching my clothes. The trees are whipping menacingly in front, the markings appear like faces watching every move I make. My house looms somewhere far in front of me, too far. I jump at every sound, reminding myself of what lies behind. I glance back and hear boots scrambling up the steep hill, the muffled voices out of breath. I push myself to keep going, breathless. The sun burns as I tackle another hill. My throat, parched, is begging for water. I see a water fountain in the distant park, but I know I need to keep going. I mustn't stop for anything now, I need to get home. I need to see my family for one last moment, I need to tell them that I love them one last time...