Running Away

Whispers loittering around my ears. Different voices coming forth with menacing demands. Resisting the temptation to give in to make it all stop.

Running away from the unknown. Passing through the hazey alleyways. Heart thumping with tremor, sweat dripping down my eyebrows. I feel it getting closer.

The voices are screaming to run faster. It’s catching up to me. I run until my legs feel no blood circulation and it’s suddenly numb. I know it’s carrying my body – I just don’t feel it.

A sharp turn to my right reveals its shadow from the corner of my eye. It’s nearer than I thought it was. The moonlight guiding me to safety as darkness covers my tracks.

Soft winds pick up leaves and they pirouette around the road, swivelling up my ankles. The chilly air brushing my hair out of my face with each fast-paced step.

I’m running out of fuel, trying my hardest to go on. I swift my head around too see a glimpse of it, “it” is a he. Stunned, I pick up my pace and move on. It’s a struggle to get air into my lungs.

Feeling anxious. Voices warning me to stop looking back. Warning me to keep running from him. Warning me that he’s reaching. He’s behind me, he’s right there. Catching up. He’ll grab me. He’ll kill me. I’m giving into the voices, I wasn’t supposed to. I believe them. He’s behind me. Voices instigating an attack on him for my safety’s sake. I don’t want to do any harm.

Still running, I see a light dimmed out by the haze. I dash towards it. It only seems to be getting further away. It’s unreachable. I hear my heart pounding, begging me to get out of the alleyway. I can’t do it, the end is far away. The light is getting dimmer, I feel like I’m getting further.

His footsteps are getting louder, drowning the voices telling me to run. They’re heavy and loud and fast, like the beating of my heart. I’m afraid, I don’t want to hear his footsteps. I let out a loud scream.