Run+Away

You can't take it. In your utter terror and grief you rush back into the woods.The crow is still honching at the front of the woods. It caws in your direction and stares your backside down with red eyes. In your struggle you pay him hardly any mind. Only a glance is what you can spare. The mud slops around your shins as you endevaor deeper into the forest. You're shaking all over. There are crows everywhere with deep red menacing eyes like the first. On every tree branch on every stone there is a crow. And they're all staring with their red eyes and all cawing their snapping beaks. You whip yourself through the trees farther and farther from Ashley's house. Your hair gets entangled with a variety of leaves. You can't imagine hearing anyting else but your heart drumming rapidly in your chest or feel anything but the harsh breaths in your lungs. Yet, you can still hear the cawing. And still feel the staring. You try to run faster but only slip against slippery forest floor. Rocks on the ground dig into your leg like daggers. You move your hand down your leg it's wet and sticky and not from the mud. You look around for a way out of this wretched forest but see nothing but red piercing eyes judging you. You can hardly think over all the screeching caws mocking you for your cowardice. You look at the crows. All they're doing is staring and cawing. Staring. And. Cawing. It becomes overwhelming. You can't take it anymore. You take the rocks you tripped over into your hands.

"STOP IT!" You hurl one rock.

"SHUT UP!" You hurl three rocks.

"IT'S NOT MY FAULT!" You hurl four rocks.

Your shouts have become broken sobs, "Just go away..." You throw a pitiful scattering of pebbles.

The red staring has stopped. The cawing desisted. All the birds have flown away.

You are alone.

You curl up into a ball and cry.

__The End__