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It was really sad how far I'd thought I'd last. A police cruiser went by, and withing moments they reconized me. The sirens went on and the call out the window for me to freeze. People started to point at me and walk faster. I stood there motionless, on the spot, going to be caught. As the door of the car opened all thought of suriving pulsed through my head. I ran, what else could I do? I ran as fast as my bandaged legs could go. "HAULT!" I heard the police man cry. I ran faster, my hurt legs once again screaming with pain. The man started to run behind me, I could hear his heavy footsteps. People dived out of the way as I charged down the street, not caring were I was going. Soon I saw another cop car coming my way. The another on my left. I was trapped, or was I? I jumped over the small hendge growing in somebody's yard, high tailing it into their back yard. I smiled at the family that sat at a picnik table, having a barbeque. I jumped over the fence into another person's yard. I heard the police men cusing as they tried to follow. Some ran back to their cars and took off, hoping to head me off when I reached the streets.

I glanced over my shoudler to see four police men two fences away from me. I smiled slightly and turned, running through yet another barbeque and into the streets. I was breating hard and exhuasted. But I kept running. I knew if I'd stop II would die. I ran through an alley way. The walls were caped with slime and I saw a rat or two. The dumbsters were over-flowing and an almost unbearable stench over came me. Almost gagging, I hurried out of there only to meet yet another cop car. two men jumped out and shot at me. I turned around and ran back through the alley way. As I came onto the other street yet another cop car cornered me. I was going to be captured. All I could do was lay down and hopefuly not get shot.

Both sets of cops encircle me. I closed me eyes, ready for someone to shoot me. But instead I was ordered to remain sighlent and was hand-cuffed. A small hope encindled within my hopless heart. Perphas I would live to see another day! I let them lead me away with the fullest of cooperation. This surprised them as much as it did me. I wanted to run away, to be free of their grasp. But something in my head told me to remain calm. And I listened, and I was taken away.

As the drove me away in their cars, I saw people point and gasp. Then we passed Wilson's house, and I saw the look on his face. It was a mixture of disbelieve, pehaps even pitty. I should have stayed. Why did I leave?! The thoughts of what I might have done estingwished(sp?) any hope. The overwelming misery of capture filled me heart, making my eyes slightly water. What would I do now? Were was I going?




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