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firm grip on it. I began to run, though my speed was deteriorating quickly due to the weight of the pole. As I came up behind the man, I swung the pole as fiercely as I could manage, and it collided with his upper back, sending him falling past Sadie. I grabbed onto Sadie’s arm and helped him up, pushing him towards the opening of the alley and shouted “Run!”, to which he obeyed. I looked to my right, where a ladder that was built into the wall made it’s way to the top of a building. I ran for it. My hands and feet nearly slipping with every move upward I made. I glanced down at the ground from half way up, the man had begun climbing after me. I continued.
Once to the roof, I searched for a way to escape. But there was nothing up there. Nothing at all. I stood near the middle trying to think of something to do. My heartbeat racing with panic.
“Well what do we have here,” I heard a voice behind me, “You want to play rough, then so be it.” I turned around and stumbled backwards, falling onto the ground of the rooftop. The man had something in his hands. A knife. He leaned down over me, holding the knife to my face. He slowly cut my skin from my jaw line across my cheek, to my nose. I clenched my fists.
“Now,” He breathed, “The louder you scream, the more I make you suffer.” He grabbed my shirt from the bottom, and began to pull it up, exposing my stomach. I lay there silent.
I felt my pants unbutton, and one of his hands slipped in. I screamed louder than I have ever screamed in my life. He dug his knife into my stomach, which made me scream louder. I lifted my foot, and placed it on his chest, and kicked as hard as I could.
He fell backwards, and I scrambled to my feet. Buttoning my pants. I began to step backwards, pulling the knife out of my side. I let out yelps as I step backwards.
“Don’t come any closer or I’ll stab you!” I shout as the man gets to his feet and starts walking towards me.
“I said don’t come any closer!” I scream, now standing on the edge of the building. He still steps closer to me.
“Don’t-” I begin to scream. I lose my balance.
His shocked face is the last thing I see before I’m sent over the edge.
I’m falling.
Once to the roof, I searched for a way to escape. But there was nothing up there. Nothing at all. I stood near the middle trying to think of something to do. My heartbeat racing with panic.
“Well what do we have here,” I heard a voice behind me, “You want to play rough, then so be it.” I turned around and stumbled backwards, falling onto the ground of the rooftop. The man had something in his hands. A knife. He leaned down over me, holding the knife to my face. He slowly cut my skin from my jaw line across my cheek, to my nose. I clenched my fists.
“Now,” He breathed, “The louder you scream, the more I make you suffer.” He grabbed my shirt from the bottom, and began to pull it up, exposing my stomach. I lay there silent.
I felt my pants unbutton, and one of his hands slipped in. I screamed louder than I have ever screamed in my life. He dug his knife into my stomach, which made me scream louder. I lifted my foot, and placed it on his chest, and kicked as hard as I could.
He fell backwards, and I scrambled to my feet. Buttoning my pants. I began to step backwards, pulling the knife out of my side. I let out yelps as I step backwards.
“Don’t come any closer or I’ll stab you!” I shout as the man gets to his feet and starts walking towards me.
“I said don’t come any closer!” I scream, now standing on the edge of the building. He still steps closer to me.
“Don’t-” I begin to scream. I lose my balance.
His shocked face is the last thing I see before I’m sent over the edge.
I’m falling.
TO BE CONTINUED
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