‘God!’ what had I done, what have I let myself in to, such a dangerous but tactful game and I knew I had lost.
The sudden quietness had caught every person’s mind and little children began to shriek in fear, the sudden distraught atmosphere had made all the people on the street cautious and intimidated. The loud banging of the thunder had made everyone run inside; the heavily frantic wailing had caught my ear and distracted me from my thoughts. I could now feel the intense weather; what I thought was the white fluffy clouds had began to immediately hover below, the light blue sky had turned into a misty black night and the sun had become invisible and was replaced by the full moon.
I could slowly and scarcely begin to feel the atmosphere which was surrounding me in all four directions. I could mysteriously sense that the time had come…
The screeching of the cars was heard across the town, I had to react fast I had to run as fast as I could, lose myself somewhere before they found me. But I couldn’t, my legs… The tightness of my legs felt as if they were tangled in chains and were locked. I stood timid and scared and could do nothing about it. I felt completely rigid and couldn’t even move an inch.
‘What had happened?’
‘Why was I all alone?’
Sudden questions kept being raised in my head but I could find no answer. Then there it was my fate standing right in front of me. Five classic Mercedes had pulled up down the entrance. The latest models were carrying more than ten people and all of them had pulled up and were standing there with machine guns. I knew I had to run and fast.
I was desperately trying to stretch and break free and on my fifth attempt I was able to run it felt as if I had received a new vibe of the world, a fast paced world. I fled the scene as fast as I could my immediate thought was to run as fast as a cheetah but who was I kidding I could just about free myself from an invisible lock.
I ran through the flight of apartments towards the back door which would then lead to me a deserted land where rubbish was thrown. As I kept glancing over my shoulder I could hear gun shots hitting back off from aluminium cans, what I predicatively thought was that it they were being aimed at me. Now I was in big trouble. I jumped over the tips of rubbish and the mud was now splashing all over me and my clothes were totally ruined. I could feel the water in my feet which had gone through my shoes from the puddles I kept jumping in to as I didn’t even know myself were I was going it felt as long road trip but instead I was on my feet. Each gun shot would stun my ear and fly over my head and shoulders. It felt like an obstacle course with the fast paced running and dodging, I completely felt like an animal which was let loose.
As the wind cried over the trees which were guiding me by their jagged woods my hands felt, my eyes had immediately glanced at a small alleyway which was hidden by the tall, towering trees which were trying to hide the narrow passageway. I didn’t know where it would lead to but it was a risk I was willing to take or should I have just given up?
I took my chance and discreetly speeded of towards the direction of the alleyway. As I ran through it the smell of death and decomposition was around me and the coldness which I could feel had made my face as red as a tomato and had made my whole body numb which made me feel as if I could feel nothing. I also heard the echoes of the muttering and shouting of the verbal abuse. I was now running breathlessly, groaningly and painfully. The howling of the dogs across the city showed no disturbance to the atmosphere.
I could now feel as if this is was my punishment but…
‘Wasn’t it too cruel making me suffer?’
I was only a kid who was truly repenting for each mistake.
‘Was there no sense of sympathy for me?’
While I was sprinting and thinking of all these questions I had been distracted by this humongous, rusty gate. Although suddenly from behind the gunshots could be heard from my acute ears. In hesitation I had to open the gate it was my only chance of escape
‘Maybe I could get lost here?
With all my brute strength, my arms stretched full wide and the force which was left in me opened the gate.
As I made my way through what seemed to me as a grave yard. I could begin to taste the thick, misty, polluted fog due to the smoke which was let off from the machine guns. I could feel nothing now it felt as if I had no body that I was weightless just like a feather and just floating all over the place. I know had to find cover from the homicidal thugs or either hoodwink them.
Which seemed weird to me is that this graveyard gave me some sense of security it felt as an enchanted place where I was secure and no harm could come to me I felt some guidance or something watching over me leading me the way. Suspiciously in these portentous minutes I could see some glowing behind this deserted wooded tree.
‘Was I meant to follow my direction there?’
I felt myself being pulled behind the tree, behind this tombstone. I had just managed to figure out the name which read Mary James Higgath.
‘Oh my god!’ I discreetly cried.
‘My mum.’
My mum had guided me, it was unbelievable as I hid behind her headstone it felt as if I was in her lap and she was slightly tapping me on my head and putting me to sleep just like the olden days when I was her little angel.
Then the sudden darkness crowded me
‘Was this my end?’
‘Was I awake?’
I did not know myself until the sudden ray of brightness enlightened my eyes and the singing of the birds had distracted me from my nightmare until I saw pipes with holes at the end of them directed at my face.
Now it was truly my end.
