Far Away
Once upon a time, no I won’t start my story like that. Because this story is like no other you have ever read before. It all begins with a boy, a boy that was sort of misunderstood and alone in his own little bubble. In this story you will go along with him through his path to acceptance. Get ready to lace up your shoes because this story starts off with him running for his life. From what you ask...Let us find out.
Eric pants hard, shoving branches out of the way as he speeds his way through the forest. His converse cracks limbs in his path loudly as his body forces itself to push longer. His chest heaves and hurts from his rapid breathing, the howling of the dogs force him to run faster. “Why can’t they just leave me alone?” He heard his voice trail off behind him as the barking and loud howls seem to get closer. He keeps his eyes forward searching for an opening or something that could save him from his fate. Yes! Up ahead was an opening, or so he thought. He forces his feet to skid to a stop as he looked out over the ocean, he was on a cliff. His heart raced rapidly as he looked over his shoulder, raven colored hair whipping wildly over his face in the wind. It was jump, test the water or be caught by them.
Falling through the air felt like he was flying, Eric looks down watching the water grow closer and closer until…He holds his breath and crashes into the cold ocean water. Quickly he swats at the water to push himself up to the surface. As he breaks the water’s edge he gasps for air, the water would surely start to send his body into shock if he did not get moving quickly. Pushing at the water, Eric pushes his already tired body towards the shore. Resting his worn body on the sand felt good after all of that effort to run faster than a pack of Germen Sheppard dogs. Eric couldn’t stay like this for long, but he did need to catch his breath, looking up at the cliff he realizes just how far he jumped…”Damn, did I really just…” His words were cut off by a gunshot exploding in the air and a cracking sound of the sound right next to his head…They were shooting at him! He scrambles to his feet and starts sprinting towards the road, perhaps he could flag down a passing car. His bright green eyes search the road franticly as another bullet whizzes past his ear. He couldn’t wait, he takes off down the road, his worn out shoes slapping the asphalt loudly as he pushes himself as fast as he could.
Finally! A town peeks over the curve on the road, Eric made it! A car speeds past him and he is overwhelmed with an overpowering pain before his vision starts to blur, he watches the car wave a little and then go blurry too. It disappears over the hill as he feels his knees hit the ground. He looks down and touches his chest, as he pulled his hand away he saw it covered in a dark substance before his vision went black. They got him, they shot him, was he going to die now? Was this what dying felt like? He could hear his mother speaking to him “Eric, how many times must I tell you. You are fine just the way you are.” He was remembering her again…Before…she…