• running
    ~Chapter one ~
    I hate men!
    on a cold Wednesday morning in Paris, France Sara a 17 year old girl was getting ready for her morning jog. she jogged every morning because she believed in staying healthy and fit. (even though she was already really fit).she started her run, she was running down an ally to get to the other street in short time. But in a millisecond Sara was shot in the arm, she looked up and saw a man hoping buildings she ran home with her hand on her arm. she bandaged her arm, grabbed her rifle and got on her motorcycle. She sped down the street looking at the building where she last was. she was speeding past them now going the direction the man was. She saw him, stopped and shot at him. the first two shots missed then she hit his leg he stumbled then fell over in pain. She ran to the building then paused looking at the sign that was hanging on the front of the building. It said” pub” from its looks it appeared to be abandoned, but not so “ huh that’s classic” Sara said then she ran inside which she immediately regretted once she got inside. There was thugs…everywhere. As they were closing in, in a circle she had a flash back of something her father said when she was 4, she had come home crying because she had been bullied at school…by her best friend. her father told her “Sara just because one person is being a bully does not mean there all bullies try and open up you may surprise yourself” she fell to her knees a single tear fell from her cheek. The men stood and stared in awe and felt just little sorry for her but not enough to stand down. Sara’s eye shot open she stood with a speed that surprised the men. She looked around and thought to her self hmmmm well, maybe I can flirt my way out. Now you might think this strange but Sara always kept a second pare of clothes under her jogging outfit. so she stripped yes stripped of coarse you know she got her whistles and her HEY YA ~whistle~ SEXY BEAST and all that fancy crap but deep down Sara wanted to punch every single person who made a sound to her taking off her jogging clothes. But she knew with every fiber of her being that if she punch anyone she would be out number and badly beaten or worse. So when she got her clothes off she folded them up and put them on the bar table. She sat down and waited. Waited for someone to make the first move because then she could work her way up from there. She was looking around giving sexy glances and everyone but then she noticed something, a boy in the corner he had a pocket knife in hand and it looked like he was about to stab someone with it. He jumped from his hiding spot but the man whirled around just in time to catch the boys hand before it hit him straight in the chest. The boy struggled he knew he had failed. The man said “ well lookie here look what I found a peeping bug, one that wont be a live bug for long “ the boy spoke out like he wasn’t ever the least bit scared, but I knew he was scared by the look in his eyes, like a frightened baby that just got scratched by the cat that was sleeping “I’m not scared of you your nothing but a “my eyes widened I knew what he was going to say next so I stopped him before he made a BIG mistake ”OK that’s enough I do believe that the boy is lost and a bit frightened so I will take him out and be back in a second” I used my index finger and my middle figure and made it look like they were walking on the mans chest. Be right back I said as sexy as I could, as soon as I got out with the boy I made an app salute discussed face I hated acting all sexy. like I was a toy that could be used and then thrown away I thought it was discussing how men treated woman. even the boy acted like I was some kind of sex toy I was so mad I almost made a flare with my angry steam. I looked around for something to brake before I broke the boy in half. the boy said “ ok thanks lady you can go now “ it infuriated me I was so shocked with how the boy acted I grabbed his arm and thruster him to the motorcycle “GET ON” I yelled “ ok ok ok clam down “ we both got on and then sped back to my apartment. “ get inside RIGHT NOW ” “gosh would you calm down miss-I’m-pissed-off“. we got inside and I dragged him to the couch “what the heck are you thinking kid attacking a 20-25 year old and how old are you 9” “I’m 12” after he said that I think that I over reacted “ WHAT EVER 9, 12 WHAT’S THE DIFFERENCE” I was still mad from when he told me I could go “would you calm down sheesh” I slapped my hand to my forehead(face palm) I didn’t understand why he would be up this early it was 5:00 AM. I guess it would make sense eventually but not now I was to stressed. a lot had happened this morning the best thing to do was to just forget about it but what I was really asking myself was… could I forget about it or would it always leave me chilled and waiting for the answer. I guess I’ll found out, eventually.

    ~chapter two~
    What just happened?
    The next morning I was hesitant to get my jog in and if I did jog it would be in a crowed area “yah yah I’ll just run around the Eifel tower a couple of times “ I said nervously I peeked into the living room the boy was still sleeping on the couch. I smiled cause I knew he was probably home less and he had a ruff night. I went over to him and stroked his hair I knew he was awake because his eyes were twitching really badly and he was fighting back a smile but he wasn’t very good at it. I sat down on the couch and watch his face bunch up because he smelled his own hand as they touched his face I laughed when he jumped up to go and wash them. “ cant take the stench can you “ I yelled into the bathroom “shut up “ he said from the bathroom I laughed some more. Then I told him I was going on my jog. He said ok and I left two steep stairs later he came running out after me. He was screaming help me I didn’t know why until BOOM!! my apartment exploded it was raining Debreu. I looked up and saw the fridge just about to squish my new buddy . I screamed and ran towards him he jumped out of the way but not enough it landed on his legs and you could hear the crack his legs made when they broke I winced and ran over to him I pushed at the fridge but it would not move. I scream and cried I screamed for help but my voice was dead. I fainted the pressure of the moment over whelmed me. I woke up and we were in the hospital his legs were in slings hanging from the sealing. I shot up in the bed I had not noticed it but I had a broken arm and a fractured rib. I winced when I shot up because I moved my rib to much my hand shot to my side I grabbed my side. I started to cry the pain was to much to bear my mind relief me. But not before my little buddy woke and said “ I’m sorry”

    ~chapter three~
    WHY ME!?!
    3 months later we both got out of the hospital and had no home but if I can get to my house I can probably find my huge safe that has my collage money in it. I wheeled my little buddy back to his couch that was now black and half gone he got up and laid down on the couch but what I didn’t know was that this is the same thing that happened to his parents and the couch he was laying on wasn’t mine it was his moms. He broke down in tears I saw my parched rifle on the ground I grabbed it and gave it to him. He loaded it and shot the wooded Debreu he cried more but let the anger out. He blamed himself for what happened to his parents and what almost happened to me. He fainted in anger and dropped the rifle. “the poor thing “ a women said behind me I jumped cause I didn’t even know she was there. “well hello there I’m Elizabeth but my…(giggle Elizabeth wow nice name lady ha ha) friends call me Liz“. “Hello Liz I’m …Sara” well hello Sara what a pretty name “ she had the tongue of a snake the S like the hissing that the snake makes. I put myself into a protective position. To the boy she noticed and glared “ give me the boy I know your protecting him” “ never” I yell she glared more “ LARRY, SCAR TAKE THE BOY, NOW!” “ NO STAY AWAY FROM HIM “ I picked up the rifle pointing it at the men now shaking violently. my eyes darted every were determined to keep the boy safe. One man moved I shot him in the arm as a warning that I will shoot if they try to take him away from me Liz moved toward me I didn’t give her a warning I shot both her legs. Sara started crying she had never really shot someone unless they shot her first so this was a bit new for her “ would you just leaves us alone I don’t want to kill you but I will if I have to “ Liz limped up on her less hurt leg “ok ok take it easy we will leave but we will be back so don’t, NOW” “NO!!!!!” they grabbed the boy and fled I was in to much shock to follow them I fell to my knees crying now I screamed to the night sky “WHY ME WHY DID YOU CHOSE ME??!!!!!!!!!!”I was screaming to the heavens, to God.
    ~chapter 4~
    Be scared
    That night I found my safe I unlocked it and enrolled in a collage there in France when I found out the rule about no weapons on campus i almost fell apart “ no weapons, so how am I going to be able to keep my dagger and rifle “ I looked around and pulled my dagger from my suit case then I shoved it in to the back of my dresser hoping no one would no that she had a weapon on campus “-sigh- I thought this would help my Situation I guess not “ when she was done unpacking she went through her first day in collage then went to bed. That night her roommate finally got in at 1:00 am Sara had stayed up till then the door opened and she stepped in “ where have you been “ asked Sara as her roommate turned around. “ it none of your business” her roommate snapped at her Sara shot up from her bed and went over to her roommate towering over her “ WHERE WERE YOU ,the rule is that’s lights in your dorm cant go out until both roommates are in there room so tell me, where were you” Sara squinted her eyes hoping that it made her feel pressured into tell her everything but she only said two things “ boyfriends room” my eyes shot open, my hand flew to my mouth ,and I backed up “YOU WERE IN YOUR BOYFRIENDS ROOM WHEN ITS PAST VISITING HOURS” I made it sound like her boyfriend was in jail she pounced on me and covered my mouth “would your shut up” she said in a whispering voice” dang your like a bullhorn” Sara hand a hand over her mouth so everything that came out was muffled and not clear. Sara stopped talking and thruster her roommate off her they started yelling now. WHY WERE YOU THERE YOU STUPID WHY ARE YOU JUST ASKING TO BE EXPELLED GOSH WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH YOU” sara and her roommate where inner twining there words. “ what me you’re the one who keeps” “ oh I’m the one no it your you just asking for it to come to you, you “ what I am not, you’re the one who had to bother asking “ just then a bullet flew threw the window they both flew back in alarm. Sara ran to the window her eyes widened it was her the woman who took her new friend the one who took him away from her… to be continued