The Chase

A girl is trapped, chased. HE approaches. What will she do?

Magnifique's heart pounded. How had he found her? Desperately, she dashed behind a dumpster filled with putrefying garbage. Her mind was crystal clear; she knew what she had to do.

She quietly pulled herself into an upright position preparing to run. Magnifique watched as a group of teenagers wandered past. "Do they know of struggle going on? Did they realize that a serious game of cat and mouse was taking place?" As these thoughts flashed through her head, Magnifique launched herself across the pavement. Her tennis shoes gave her traction and she ran faster than she had ever run before; her breath coming in painful gasps.

Suddenlyl, he appeared behind her. Adrenaline shot through her system, propelling her through the air. She know she had him beat. His rotund body was much slower than her lithe agile one. With in seconds she reached the safe house; he couldn't get her here. With a triumphant grin, Magnifique exploded through the white picket gate and into her yard. This was the best game of tag ever!!

Author's Note

This is a story that is supposed to take you on a ride, but when you read it again I want you to be able to tell that a small child is thinking these thoughts and playing this game. If there is any words that need changed or even a situation that needs added tell me. Thanks in advance.