On the run

I had to run on these beaten sea side paths. Had to make sure he was not following me. I finally escaped the terror after weeks of being kept in captivity. When I look back of things, he seemed such a nice guy. But looks can be deceiving.

I need help. I see someone fishing by the rocks, maybe they can help. That is before he gets to me. Maybe I am in luck and he won’t. Maybe I have given him the hard blow in the head. He might lie unconscious and this might be my lucky day.

Published by Mesca

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