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This place no longer even had any sort of appeal to me. At all. I mean sure it was looking on the bright side if things when some boy shocked me with his presence out of nowhere, yelling at me. I turned to look, "You stuck here too?" played across my ears. I admit I had to hide a smile, finding someone else was good... Ya know, I still wouldn't wanna talk all that much, but whatever. I turned to look at him and only caught his overall feeling until I heard a familiar growl that I had heard earlier when I was running away from...

"AGAIN? SCREW THIS PLACE!" I yelped, turning tail and running as fast as my short little stumps called legs could carry my ass. Bob and weave, bob and weave.... I repeated to myself as I looked over my shoulder. That guy was throwing things at the doge to distract him from me, I gave a brief thanks to God and screamed back "RUN ALREADY!"

I need to thank him later... If he lives.

In the meantime, my sucky life needed saving and I ran through the odd trees, occasionally jumping to the other side of one to be harder to follow in case I was being chased still. My lungs started screaming after a few minutes and I began to slow down, I was sweating too. I don't like sweat. Sweat stinks. Now I want a bath. A nice warm bath and some Flyleaf playing on the iPad I own... That isn't on me at the moment. Great.

I heard something up ahead in what looked like a clearing, I couldn't tell much at the time because the twisted candy cane trees obscured my depth perception. I went to stop my comparatively large strides (to myself) but I kicked the back of one of my heels instead of just stopping on my heels...

I would like to pause my narration at this moment to tell you I normally don't do that. Ya know, I normally don't scream and run like a girl and act all wild and hysterical either. I'm normally very calm, collected, quiet... Snarky at times but that was one of the many thorns that protects this beautiful(handsome?) rose.

Back to the story...

I flipped and rolled into the clearing like a dumbass and had the wind knocked out of me. Me and my short self laid there panting amidst a few other teenagers who looked like they might have been here awhile. My cheeks where red from blush, but if they asked it was gonna be because I had been running for my life. "Ouch." I squeeked with almost no air behind my voice.

The image of me at that moment would probably haunt me the rest of my life, or at least as long as these people were around. A red faced emo-looking kid who barely passed five feet, lying in the dirt after looking like a complete fucking dumbass, panting like an asthmatic, and trying not to cry from all this stupid crap I've went through within the last two hours.

I need a poptart.

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