Wildly sprint
Hours later I found myself on a bed cuts and bruises covering wy
battered soul. I felt I was ready to give up. Trying to move I felt a
sharp pain cutting through me like a blunt and rusty dagger.
"Be calm" I hear a kind voice whisper. Struggling to open my
weary eyes the pain dissapeared when I saw the face of
a....
As I get up the fear of rats start to eat away at my brain. Feeling a
disgusting, dirty suer rat climb up my leg the panic blinded my so
called good judgement as I start scampering on my lame leg crashing
into the wooden building, garbage bins and destroying my chance of
survival in this cruel and judging world.
