Tearing off the silence, she was running away from the goons. She was unable to breathe properly. Her lungs gave out at the loss of oxygen yet she was fighting against her body to protect her self and her loved ones.
Each step she took, feels like an eternity. She kept running away on the stairs, away from the spooky men’s who kept chasing her. For them, it’s like a game of chase of tom and jerry but for her, it’s a life-saving effort, an effort to save her virtue, her dignity, her soul.
She stumbled on her step and about to fall down when she held the side grilling tightly. After catching and stable herself, she resumed her journey.
“catch that b***h” The bulky guy shouted. He was too close to her. He moves forward to grab her arm but only her stole came in contact with his hand which
