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Narrator's P.O.V

As (Y/n) was running, the jocks and cheerleaders were catching up.

They screamed and yelled your name out and you suddenly disappeared from sight, hiding behind a tree.

As you sat down and leaned on the tree, you realized that you can't remember which way you went. Everywhere looked the same. You can't just ask the people chasing you, unless you want to get beaten up.

You started to tear up, being lost in a dark forest kind of scared you. All you could do is just sit there, waiting for help.

You wished for a miracle. You wished you got home to your family. You wished you weren't here. But nothing happened.

The only thing that accompanied you were the     dead flowerbeds lay, along with the trees.

You waited and waited, but nobody came.

Your eyes were dry, your cheeks were rose red. The skin on your body was cold, while your face was hot. Your school uniform was dirty, your hair is tangled. You were a wreck.

Your appearance was the least of your worries. As time flew by, so did your chances of help flew away. Into the darkness of the forest, the only thing terrifying was how silent it was. The others who were chasing you are gone, and no hope was left.

All you had to do was wait,

Like a good girl.

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