posted on Oct, 31 2021 @ 05:20 PM
Faster, faster! I can't go any faster. My muscles are burning, my heart is bursting. I cannot get caught, I must not get caught. I don't want to
die. Not today.
The hunter was close behind me a few minutes ago, but I heard a slip and fall and it's fallen back a bit. So many trees and they all look the same.
It's dark in this forest. I'm ahead, but by how much? I don't want to look back, just in case. I can't waste time looking back, I've just got to
keep running. I'm so scared.
I can feel blood dripping down my face. My head is cut. And my legs; my legs are cut too. From crashing through branches and bushes and undergrowth. I
must stop to catch my breath; I can't breathe in and out quickly enough. I can't hear the hunter, but I can't hear anything except my running and
my breathing. Maybe I'll be OK if I stop, just for one minute? I'll die anyway if I don't stop. I must stop. I can't breathe.
Look! A fallen tree. Perfect.
OK, lay still. Breathe deep. Try to slow my heart. I'm aching for oxygen. Breathe deep but quietly, my life depends on it. I can't hear anything
except my heart. I can feel it fill with my blood and then pushed out again, over and over. My blood cycling, feeding my tired muscles. Even my brain
is pulsing. I feel dizzy.
Where am I? I'll just pop my head up a little to look around, just for a second or two. I'm so deep into the forest I'm not sure I'll be able to
find my way back. I don't recognise anything! It's almost black now. I can't stay out here all night, the forest is dangerous at night, especially
this one. I can't hear anything; maybe I've lost the hunter?
My children, oh, my children. They are safe at home curled up in bed by now, but I can't die without seeing them again, just once more, please! I
love them so much. The trouble they get into, always unintentionally inviting problems into our lives. They're just too young to understand. I try my
best to teach them to be good, to stay safe and constantly look out for danger. Wouldn't they fall down laughing if they could see me now! I can feel
a smile on my face. I haven't felt anything other than fear for hours. It feels good. I wonder if they are missing me. I would normally be home
before now. This is a story I'm going to tell them again and again. I think they'll enjoy it.
I think the hunter has gone. Maybe given up or got lost? I'll peep over the tree. It's dark; I can't see anything moving. I can't hear anything
except the quiet whispers of the forest. I'll stand slowly using the tree as cover. Nothing. I can see a deer in the distance. A deer wouldn't be
here if there was a hunter nearby. There is a bird to my left, maybe an owl, but I can't see it. It's so quiet and peaceful; the soft, fresh forest
breeze flutters gently in my face. I can smell bark and leaves and soil. I take in this magical, exhilarating moment. It's beautiful.
Crack. A twig breaks behind me.
I see the deer look at me startled and dart away into the forest. I hear unseen creatures scamper away from me into the undergrowth. The bird perched
high to my left launches, panicked. I feel paralysing fear run through my spine. I'm frozen. I don't want to turn around, but I know the hunter is
behind me. I think of my family and how much I'll miss them.