Awakening - The gift of life

The glass was cutting into my hand as I gripped it like my life depended on it. Which at this point, my life really was depending on it. Blood was dripping at a steady pace from the cut as I ran through the park, looking for anything that could me out of the park. I could still hear him running after me, panting heavily, but maintaining a steady rhythm following after me. I pushed harder and sped my pace up. My lungs felt like they where on fire, and my side was quickly starting to hurt. My breaths started getting more panicked and my control was quickly depleting over my body. I could barely see something that looked to be a light up ahead. I just had to make it that far and maybe there would be people, or at least lead to people. I didn’t make it that far though. My right side cramped and and I grabbed it to try and stop the crippling pain that shot through my body. Not paying attention to what was in front of me from the sudden distraction. I landed off balance on a stick and rolled left ankle, making me fall straight into the leaves, my hand gripped the glass harder as I fell and the blood went from dripping to a steady stream. Not that it would matter now. I could hear his footsteps gaining pace since he heard me fall. I’m dead now. He’s going to kill me. I tried to get backup on my feet, but he was on me before I could even try to get up. He pins me down, straddling me and pinning my arms onto the ground. I kicked and screamed, but it didn’t help. He readjusted so that his knee was on my chest, putting all his weight on me so that I was quickly loosing the strength to move because I couldn’t breathe with all his weight on me. The piece of glass I held onto slowly started falling to the ground as I lost strength, blood gushing now, onto the ground. He stopped pinning my hands down and moved his hands to around my neck. This is it. This is how I’m going to die. The darkness started to checkerboard across my vision as he chocked the life out of me. That’s when I felt it for the first time. I sunk my hand into the dirt and what little bit of power was left inside broke free. It was like a rubber band snapping, putting me in contact with a part of myself I never knew was there. I closed my eyes and pushed the thought threw the soil. Help Me! Then it all went black. Now you’re probably wondering why is this girl being chased. To that I have no idea. I just know that I ran into a witch in New Orleans and she said I had some sort of power and she was drawn to find me. Might seem like a normal thing to happen to someone right? No, I’m on vacation. Just here for 3 days for a wedding and then I was supposed to be gone. I’m just a normal average powerless person. So to have a witch hunt me down and tell me I have power really creeped me out. Oh by the way my name is Harper Murphy, and I am i normal 25 year old human being. Well at least that’s how I spent the first 25 years of my life. I’m only five foot, five inches tall, average build, not to skinny, but not to fat, light sun kissed tan skin, with straight red hair that looks like the hottest of bonfire’s in the fall, falling to my waist. My Irish traits are my best traits, including my bright green eyes, and if you look closely you can see a ring of honey yellow that circles my pupils. Thats the only different thing about me that I’ve never seen anyone else with, that was the only thing special about me until today.