Monday, January 7, 2013

Random Person Story Part 2

Hey everyone! Here's the next part for the Random Person writing prompt story I've been working on!

Enjoy...

PREVIOUSLY:

...I heard men shouting from above and behind me and the young man urged me to keep going. "We have to get away from here! Come on!"
I had no other option then to follow.
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Here's the next part:

        After many twists, turns, and nearly getting caught, I jerked to a stop. Why was I running?! I still had no idea who this guy really was, and I was taking off with him! What if the men chasing us were actually his enemies and he was using me? He could be some freak who wanted to kidnap me!
         "Aphria, you can't stop now! They'll see you!"
"I'm not going anywhere until you tell me who you are and what you really want with me."
"I'll tell you everything once you are safe from harm. I can't let them hurt you! Aphria, please listen to me!"
       I gritted my teeth. "My name is not Aphria, and my life is NOT in danger! I don't know what you are talking about, and I am going to find out who these men really are." I spun and bolted around the corner, back in the direction of the men. They were only a short distance away from me now.
"Hey guys! I'm over here! Perfectly safe, he didn't hurt me!"
I stopped, trying to figure out what they were doing.
Suddenly, three shots rang out. A bullet whistled by me, barely missing me by inches. I shrieked and started to run in the opposite direction. They were shooting at me!
"APHRIA!" The young man appeared and started running towards me, somehow managing to dodge all the bullets flying at us.
Before I could escape, one of them pierced my jacket. The impact made me stumble and I screamed in agony as pain shot through my shoulder. I continued running. The young man was right. I had to get away from them before they took my life! He reached me and managed to keep me from further harm as we took off down the street. By now my whole arm was numb from the pain.
The rest of everything happened in a blur. They chased us down street after street. After a while I started hearing police sirens. Then the men suddenly disappeared and we were able to escape down an empty road.
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-Jemison Stripes

2 comments:

  1. Whew........ talk about intensity. Great job!

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  2. I decided I wanted to get right into the action this time. And it has been soooo fun to write!
    -Jemison Stripes

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