ok, so i wrote this little story. im wandering if i should make a book??? i know i have a VERY long way to go and its not very good, any tips would be very appreciated.
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Sweat was pouring down my forehead. I could feel my heart pound like drums.
I ran like a crazed animal running from its predator. I felt the hand grab my neck, I thought I was going to die right there.
As I lay wet and cold on the cement rain pounding my face he slammed his knee to my chest. As the wind was forced out of my chest I let out a loud scream.
In one last attempt I flung my fist at him. I felt the pressure of his jaw break under my fist like glass.
He fell white as snow to the pavement. I sprung to my feet and was long gone within the minute.
I needed to get to Zekes house I knew I would be safe there. 3 blocks away from my destination I heard the tire screeches, I froze and with a sudden burst of adrenaline I bolted to the left, flew over a fence into an alley way.
Within minutes I was safe inside Zekes House. I had no energy left and I was pretty sure nobody was at the house so I just fell on his couch and slept blissfully.