An Awful Lot of Running

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Now that you have my intro, why don't I get straight into the matter at hand. I'm running. For my life. And there my best friend Clary is, using me as bait. Yeah, she sometimes thinks of me as her own personal meat shield. Like I wanted to be the one who has to be the bait for the greatest monster of all time.

Back to what I was saying, what is chasing us, you ask? Imagine all the villains you heard of when you were younger and roll them all in one. That's what was chasing us. The real life Terminator.
"Run, run, run, run RUUUNNNNN!" screamed Clary.
"I'm trying!" I yelled back. We were in the nice laid-back woods of Dadeville, AL. Was born and raised here. Now as a senior in high school, I have been thinking about what college I want to go to. I'm thinking about going to Auburn or UCLA, but that's for another time.
I had known Clary for 12 years, and she had been my best friend. Until that one fateful day. The day I lost everything.

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