![]() An Almost Classic PursuitA Story by Kristin Brecoe![]() Based off a reoccuring nightmare I had to go through in elementary.![]() Murky clouds filled the night sky. A sharp chill ran down my spine. Instantly I knew something was amidst. I observed my surroundings, trying to find something out of place. To my left, I saw buildings and street lamps dimly lit. To my right, a street, sleeping, shone yellowy-orange. The reflection caught my attention, baffling me. It looked like fire, but where was it coming from? Suddenly, shadows surrounded the fire's reflection, growing larger by the second. Footsteps pounded against the slick street behind me. My heart stopped. Cautiously, I turned around and spotted the almost classic mob threatening me. Tanned, human-like creatures and pointy-nosed witches pursued me with torches and pitchforks. My heart's beat returned, but its rate accelerated. With instinct, I ran. I ran as fast as my seven-year-old feet could carry me. Nervous sweat trickled down my neck and my hands moistened. Every inch of me shook. The villains' paces increased. If I had a tail they would have been nipping at it just then. I attempted sprinting faster, but it was impossible. My legs just didn't have the strength of an Olympian's. Soon my legs began to stutter. They weren't used to me exerting so much energy; I slowed. So as I dropped my pace, I felt a sharp, cold metal poke the small of my back. I arched forward and howled in pain. I was sent to the ground, tumbling, tumbling... © 2008 Kristin BrecoeAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on February 15, 2008 Last Updated on February 24, 2008 Author![]() Kristin Brecoeteach me how to love, but not the way most dream of.Abouthttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YPz9lL0y8sE&feature=related AMAZING. You need to check him out. A Favorite Poem http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mn1qxrM1XY0&feature=related -------------------------.. more..Writing
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