Broken Image

*Warning - Any resemblance to characters/events in real life is purely coincidental. Consider this as pure fiction :) *

She flew up the stairs trying to outrun all the screaming. The taunting little voice in her head spoke up. 'You think you can run away? You think u can just drown that voice? You think u can run away from the truth? '. She took a deep breath, tried calming herself and slammed the door to her room. She had to do something but, now was not the time. She need to escape, not physically but mentally.  5 months had gone by. She was dreading the sixth but had no idea how she was going to escape it. Time wasn't going to wait for anyone. Time.... she closed her eyes cursing herself. Time.... had been her best friend and her worst foe all these years. She dint want to think of the past. She wished she could shut it out.. out of her mind. She browsed through her perfectly written plans and schedules, as if an answer would spring to her from the pages. She turned the pages over, going through the meticulous planning she had done over the years.
Was it really over? She still had hope.. despite the turmoil that she was in. She dint want to let go... Time was flying by.. She sat there, silent, lost in thoughts... Was it really over??

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So i gave in to my creative "story telling" side and this is an excerpt from.. well... lets say... my future novel.. ;)  It doesn't have a story line yet . Only a tentative title... Lets see where it goes..!