Prologue
I am running.
I don't know where but...
I am running.
I don't know how fast but...
I am running.
I don't know how long it's been but...
I am running.
It could easily get me. If it was trying. I mean really trying. But no, it wanted to see me suffer. It wanted me tired, unable to fight back, unable to defend myself, unable to scream, unable to do anything against my fate.
But even with this knowledge...
I am running.
I feel the twigs snapping as I step on them for a split second, I feel the brisk wind smashed in to my face. I, with all my might, wanted to stop, but I couldn't. I could not give up that easily, I would not give it the satisfaction of winning with out a fight.
Suddenly I was stopped, i had run into something... or someone. I was thrown back, into a tree. ouch.
I opened my eyes, my body was in so much pain but I did it anyway. I look upt o see what i hit, or in better terms what hit me... it was standing right there. It. It caught me, I knew it could but i hoping it would not happen for a little while. i just needed more time. I knew I was going to be found, captured and dragged back so I just wanted a few minutes to enjoy the freedom.
But no. I have no such luck. That's why I am here in the first place, bad luck.
It walked towards me, glaring with a crooked smile and a wicked look in its eyes...
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The Exchange
RomanceLife is great for Payson Thomson, hotel heiress. She has a great family, though she hardly ever sees them, and great friends who love her and great looks that can get her anywhere. She wants change, so she joins a foreign exchange program. Swaps liv...
