It was a person. She wanted to scream as she watched what looked like a man dressed in rags crash down through the trees ahead, the sounds of branches snapping violently an ominous sound. Lia gasped and held her hands in fists over her mouth as time scratched and clawed to a crawl. She ran as fast as she could, breath raging in and out. Bright red rain boots splashed through puddles on the path as she reached the tree line and pushed through it. Her stomach turned over, trying to cancel out the chill running painfully down her spine with nausea. Broken branches and bent limbs found her running through and beneath them with nervous, staggering steps, bright red boots falling on wet grass and leaves.
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A contest entry
- Paragraph Contest by whichcraft.
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Comments
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This paragraph was well written. It was descriptive as I could visualize your character in what appeared to be fear. This could be a mystery or contemporary piece but just the same, it makes me want to read more. Thank you for entering and good luck.
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