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Flash,
a term used for a quick but subtle action, an exaggeration of a person's speed, but all i can say is that this term is the only one i can use to describe what had just happened.
I had awoken into a dark forest, seeing only what could possibly be described as murder. A man, about 6 feet tall, hacking and hacking away at a carcass of blood. I can only imagine the things running in my head right now, the man had killed the victim, screaming and screaming the innocent person until they had taken too much. I had to think quick, nothing but dark green grass for miles to come, not even a tree to hide behind. There are no resorts other than one, run, run as far away as possible. He had noticed my awakening, no time left. I had ran, ran so far that my heart was pumping blood through my legs and out my feet, it racing as i hope that the man hadn't caught up. I had no energy left, no hidden confidence that i can outrun him, a cliff ahead of me, the only way to escape this fate is death. I jumped. There was no murderer chasing after me, there was no ominous body ready to kill me, it was just me, i was the murderer, i was the man, who had killed the woman that he loved so dearly, i remembered now. The fear was the murderer chasing me, tormenting me for what i had done. The only way i had out of this torture was death.
Flash,
a term used for a quick but subtle action, an exaggeration of a person's speed, but all i can say is that this term is the only one i can use to describe what had just happened.
- by YinYang Collision |
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- | Submitted on 06/25/2010 |
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- Title: The Fear
- Artist: YinYang Collision
- Description: My first journal entry of this year
- Date: 06/25/2010
- Tags: fear
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