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The Run Away

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The Run Away They were following him for forty eight hours and never seemed to stop... The sky looked gloomy and dim as if it was late-afternoon and obviously it was going to rain. The wind blew past him in all directions like it had forgotten which way to go, it was the same as his mind right now. He forced his exhausted body to wade through a big pile of mud in front of him. Seconds later, he made it. He turned and looked all the way back to where he had just passed. Those long, wild and woolly paths made him feel he was nearly getting there, though his stout muscles were all shaking, trembling in weariness. "Did I make a wrong decision running away like this? Is it because that I really want to get out of that ruthless prison or because I only want to beat those guys?" he questioned himself. ...read more.


He felt his heart was beating faster and faster. His legs could fail him at anytime. His arms scratched with the branches along the way through the thick bushes and they bled. Still, he didn't stop. The jailers were following him faster than he expected. There was no way he could have any rests until he found himself away from them at a safe distance. Hours later, he was trotting straight on the ragged, bumpy way, trying to gasp for breath at the same time. In front of him, stood a small river covered with a heap of dead leaves and mud. He purposely stepped onto it, looking to the other side. The slush suddenly collapsed down, left with deep footprints, clearly seen. He stopped and smiled... "They will fall for my trap." thought Pan. He then hurriedly climbed onto one of the big trees near the river, slowly moved towards the opposite side and jumped down, removing his ripped clothes, throwing an empty water bottle onto the ground, and traced back all the way ...read more.


Too quiet. "Grick" He froze to the spot, turning back, saw three men in the pinery grove, with their guns all pointing at him. They deceived him, made him think they followed his footprints but actually, they retraced and waited for him to come here. "Good afternoon, Pan, that was a good plan..agree?", they grimly smiled at him. Pan didn't answer. "..but any excellent plan wouldn't do me, I knew you well." He still didn't answer. "See? No one has ever broken out of this jail..never before! But anyway, I have to admit that you're good at doing this, can survive for three days...not bad. Are you giving up now?" Pan looked at those jailer's faces, subsided to the ground and answered in exhaustion, "Okay, okay..fair enough. I give up now!" They lowered their guns down, throwing them onto the ground. "Well, the game is over now. He lost it. Nicole, give him some food! Phil, give him a new uniform..look at him...even if you win, it is still not worthy. Why you wanna try to be a prisoner when you are actually a jailer!? That only gives you problems." ...read more.

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