It's a long walk to heaven

You'll have to read on to find out more about this one... This is one of my favs that I have posted so yeah hope you enjoy...


4. Chapter 4

After running for what seemed like hours it was pitch black and I couldn't see a thing. The cool breeze brushed up against my neck and I put on my hoodie quickly. I stood in the middle of a path shivering and trying to warm up in my jacket but nothing would work. The breeze picked up and I heard sounds coming from the bushes. I heard a loud howl from far away. Wolves... Everywhere around here. I jumped back in fear as a squirrel ran past me and the owls started to coo. My knee started to hurt again as I had ran almost a mile on it, thinking it was broken. I stepped down on it and groaned in pain as the horrible feeling spread throughout my whole leg. "What's your problem" someone sneered at me in a deep voice. I spun around not caring about my knee and screamed as I realized someone had been following me. They stood only a few feet away and wore dark cloths. He was tall and thin, maybe around 25 years old. "Who are you?" I muttered in fear and took a step back. The wind once again picked up and my ran across my neck leaving goosebumps. I put up my hood trying to stop the cold air from freezing me. "What would a little girl be doing out here alone? Obviously HURT?" They stated harshly and stepped towards me. I need to get out of here. I never should of came out here. I should of stayed home and put up with my dad's beatings. "I'm not a little girl..." I mumbled. My teeth chattered as the cold air made my cheeks pink.
"You look little to me!" they screamed and started to approach me. I turned around and began to limp away but it was no use. He grabbed my already hurt wrist, and spun me around then threw me on the ground. I screamed as loud as I could as I laid there on the ground crying in pain. "Help!!" I screamed. "Someone!!!" I yelled but was cut off as the man covered my mouth and slapped me. "Quiet!" He instructed and I shut up. He removed his hand and I frantically made my way to my feet, just to be punched in the gut and fall back down. "Please stop!" I begged. "Why should I?" he sneered and picked my side. I cried as more pain spread throughout my whole entire body. "Why are you doing this?" I whimpered. "Give me your money" he stated. "What money? Why would I have any money?" I asked as more tears rolled off my cheeks and onto the ground. "Give it up! Hand over the money!" he yelled. "I'm freaking poor! I have no money!" I screamed. This was true. My house is smaller then some people's rooms. I don't have a phone or computer. There's only one TV and I'm not allowed to use it. My parents have part time jobs but that doesn't get them much income. They hardly even feed me. "Don't lie!" he yelled. "I'm not! I swear! Please just let me go!" I cried. He looked at me suspiciously then turned around and ran into the woods. When he was out of sight, I stood up slowly and looked around. Alone.
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