The night was almost still. The only sound to be heard was a series of light footsteps and ragged breaths.

Run.

That's all she could do; that's all she could think about. She didn't care where she went— she just had to get away.

Away from her old life.

Away from him.

Her tangled, dark, brown hair flew around her as she ran. It had been so long since she had even left the basement— let alone the outside world.

Her thoughts raced in her head, making her feel nauseous.

What if I get caught?

What am I supposed to do if I find civilization— walk up to someone and say, "Hey! I probably look like a wreck, but I need somewhere to sleep! Could you help?"

She knew better than that. She feared being kidnapped again. She shook her head at the thoughts as if shaking her head would make the thoughts fall out of her ears and onto the ground.

Her pale complexion was covered in dirt, sweat, and her own blood— her clothes matching. Her green eyes lost all life as they focused on the path ahead of her.

Green used to seem like such a vibrant color to her. People used to compliment her naturally bright eyes; she was usually told how beautiful her eyes were, or that it seemed impossible for eyes to hold so much color.

Green with blue edges on her irises, and a hint of yellow on the edges of her pupils.

That's what she used to see. She used to be so confident.

That was until he came along.

That was until he ruined her life.

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A/N: I don't know if I'll continue this; this was just an idea I had. Feel free to leave suggestions about the story so far. Thanks! :D