Running away by Rebecca

Scared,shattered,shocked running away like a hamster in a ball; surrounded at every turn! The army’s helicopters,search dogs,police cars, it wouldn’t be easy finding my way out from the CIA. Why did they want me? Sweat dripped down my face as I pulled my body through the woods.
I took shelter on the rocks camouflaging myself against them. Had I finally got away? The huge searchlight looked around for me as dogs sniffed my nearby path. I took one minuscule step, the rocks were sent tumbling down one by one. The light focused, the army shouted “x marks the spot!”
And the spot was me…

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