Running in the Night
This my first random thought from a song that I repeatedly played when I was studying.
“The person that you’d take a bullet for is behind the trigger”- Miss Missing You, Fall Out Boy.
You’re running in the forest, feeling the cold air in your skin caressing every part of you. You’re naked and screaming into the night letting out what’s in your mind. Your fingertips brushing every tree that you encounter, feeling the rough parts of it. Then you reached the end of the forest and looking up there it was, the moon indicating it was night. You whispered “Freedom At Last” then a sound filled the quietness, a dreadful feeling you felt in a second then replaced with calmness, you were exhausted, feeling your eyes closing and you felt something coming out of you.
The rain started to pour and you looked at where you heard the sound, standing there was someone with a gun. You turned your head and smiled at the moon, the rain stopped but so is your heart. Instead of blood, what came out of you was flowers lighting the night brighter than the moon has ever been.
This is the first part, I hope you like it!!! :>>
