RUN!
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“Are you alright my baby”? My mothers voice brings be back to reality. I turn to look at her swollen bloody face. “Yes mum I’m fine, but you are hurt”. She turns away. “I’m okay Hailey” she says. I cry quietly, fearing that one of the men in black might hear me. “Who are these men”? I whisper. “What do they want?” …
“NOOOOOO, PLEASE DONT KILL HIm” I am suddenly interrupted by the pleas of a mother. “PLEASE TAKE ME INSTEAD” she screams. “SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTH BI#CH” sneered a man in black. He pulled out a sharp shiny knife and cut one of her sons fingers off. The boy screamed in pure agony, begging for his mum to help him. “ please mum, PLEASE MAKE HIM STOP”. “NOOO, I’m so sorry Ben, I’m so sorry”, “LET HIM BE YOU HATEFUL BAS###D, DO YOU HEAR ME”. Screamed the mother. The man in black held the knife to the boys throat and slit it right in front of his mother. “NOOOOONOOOOOONONONO AHHHHHH”, “I WILl KILL YOU,” “I’ll kill you all” cried the sobbing mother. She fell to the ground crying over her son’s lifeless body. As she is sobbing into his still chest, the man in black violently plunge’s the knife into her back multiple times, not even giving her time to react. Her body falls on top of her sons.
I began to hyperventilate, realising the men in black were here to kill us. Sobbing, I turn to my mother. “They’re going to kill us all aren’t they mum?” I asked. She looked me straight in the eyes and said, “I love you so much sweetheart, don’t you ever forget that”. “I love you too mum” I said still sobbing. I rested my head on her shoulder and she leaned into me. I wanted nothing more right now than to hug my mother, but our hands were tied so this was the closest we were going to get. In that moment everything went silent. I could no longer hear the horrible screams of people begging for their lives and the lives of their loved ones. I closed my eyes and lay into my mother, forgetting everything that was going on around us. For that split second I felt safe. I felt warm and protected.
I sense the smell of smoke. I open my eyes and see my house completely in flames. The fire is roaring hot, covering my whole house. I look around and see that the whole village has been set on fire. “Look” I whisper. My mother lifts her head. She turns to look at me. “Run” she says. “You need run”. I’m confused by her words. “We are tied up mum, how can we run?” I whisper. She just stares into my eyes, tears filling hers. “I can break your rope” she says finally. “But I only have enough strength to break yours Hailey”. “No”! I said sharply. “Im not leaving you”. “Hailey this isn’t up for discussion, we don’t have time”. “I’ll break your rope and you have to run and don’t stop running, don’t ever stop running”. “No mum, I can’t leave you, please come with me?” I begged her. “I am too weak Hailey, I only have enough strength to break your rope”, “you have to do this baby, you have to run”.
I hear loud footsteps approaching us, and turn to see a man in black heading straight for us with a knife in his hand. In seconds my mum had used the last of her werewolf strength to break the thick ropes off my hands, setting them free. “RUN” she orders me. I want to listen to my mum but I don’t want to leave her here. I stand for what feels like a lifetime, trying to think of a way to save us both. “RUN HAILEY”, “RUN” she screams, making me jump. “I love you” I say before turning around and running.
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