None Stop Running.

I ran and ran for what seemed ages! Trying to out distance grief and pain and love. To no avail! I failed, I stumbled and crumpled like an ancient statue that has lived and suffered many years of acid rain and being pooped on by pigeons. Once I stopped running I panted and wheezed and coughed and wretched while clutching at the stitch on my side. I fell and never rose again.

Reviews

[Miele1228]

This was a very quick and to the point story, yet it was soo good! It had so much emotion in just those few lines! I wouldn't change on thing about it.
I love it.
Great write!(: And please, please keep writing!

[Mr Alednac]

oh very cool things going on here, kinda like the song "I ran" by a flock of seagulls trying to run away from your problems and stuff I liked the word choice throughout but I think you can come up with a better word than "pooped on" (LOL!!!) I suggest maybe "defecated on" i don't know but other than that pretty cool :)