Lil late night writing:)

TW: MENTION OF BLOOD, SMOKING, SWEARING

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I couldn't tell if it was my heart or the thumping footsteps behind me getting louder and louder feeling the dampened air graze my bloody neck. I could feel my knees buckle as I saw the exit sign ahead the wooden sign painted with gold almost being a halo for my battered state. I kept running the branches cutting my legs even more as I could hear it try to be quiet behind d me as I ran. Each 5 steps for me was 1 for it. I didn't think I was going to make it, I tripped on a rock my face coming crashing to the grassy ground.

My vision blurred, red eyes remaining before I shot up. I wiped my head from the cold sweat I was in looking at my blaring alarm clock. "Sitch, get your ass in here before you're food is cold!" I could hear my older sister yell as I walked into the kitchen, seeing her light the cigarette in her mouth. "Eat fast and get ready, I'm dropping you off at Collen's since I've got to be into work early." I stood there blankly trying to process my thoughts and her words. "did it happen again?" She asked snuffing out her cig. I nodded eating my food and getting ready. 

We stayed quiet for the car ride. Ever since I had to move in with her after mom abandoned me for some hobo, I've been having a recurring nightmare of being chased in the woods. It doesn't effect me too much, but if it was real? I don't know what I'd do with myself. 

The car halted in front of a red house. My good friend Collen leaning against the frame of his porch.