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screaming as the enraged predator scrambles after my aching body.trees scramble down the hill.sliding uncontrollably down the slippery slope i dig my heels in a slide to a stop.panting like a dog i look around for signs of that scary beast

she appears on my side and grabs my shirt and whispers in my ear “got you” she runs of laughing i sprint after her she gains and gains until shes a dot in the distance i chuckle and shout loudly “this is why i hate playing tag” 

i change direction sprinting up the massive hill to get a good view of where she might be hiding…


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