One Person Can Make A Difference

World peace, something that nearly every human being wants. People to care, and treat others with the same respect. It does not matter who you are or where you are from, everyone should be treated equally. If you have a dream or something you really want, go for it, it can change your life forever.


7. Freedom... Or Is It?

“Hoi,” people shriek behind me. Jumping on the handle on the door I reach for the roof of the building and hoist myself up.

"Ha," I laugh as I am taller than all of them. They all look up to me, I feel like the Queen, superior, and greater than them all.

"Sara get down from there," Emma orders.

"While I am up here I will give you people a little talk - "


" - the way you people treat us is crap, you should place yourselves in our situation to know what it is like, 'cos it really is bad - and if only you people had heart's - which you don't. Now take me for example, I stand out to others because I know what you're doing is wrong and - personally speaking would like to escape which is - what we can all see here"

"Sara, you know Kate's going to find out - what possessed you to runaway?"

"You people - especially Kay saying you're going to kill me and torture me for the rest of my sad and sorry life!"

"Sara, we can sort this out"

"Yeah, that's exactly what I'm doing, sorting it out"

"Please Sara, if Kate finds out she'll have you"

"Oh Kate - Kate yeah 'cos she'll sort it won't she?"

"If you come down we'll talk, we won't use force"

"Ha, I heard that one before, yeah that ain't going to happen" I look around frantically to see if there are any means of escape, I am stuck. Trees all around, and three houses in front, in which Kate, Laura and Zoe live. All of which will do anything they want to me and not get wrong, Zoe being the meanest.

"Sara please, before Kate finds out"

"So let her find out, I'll be long gone when she finds out" I am moving around more frantically eager to get away.

"Sara," they are calling my name now, I panic more. All of a sudden there is a loud shot, and a very cold chill shoots down the right side of my neck. I fall left a bit, but lean on my left leg to keep stable. My head sways around uncontrollably. Slowly, I raise my right hand to my neck.

"Sara, don't pull it," people yell, I ignore it. There is an arrow in my neck, I grab at it - "Don't pull it" they continue to yell. I pull it out, blood sprays out of my neck, it hit an artery.

"Aah," I scream in pain, I am losing blood. Moving around all over the place I sway to and fro. People yell my name below me, I sway... and then fall... a long way to the ground and hit my head hard.


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