Running

I was running fast as I could. I didn’t dare look behind me. It was pulling at me, I had to fight it,  had to be stronger. Fear had made me curious. How could I not look behind? The landscape before me kept morphing around me. Like when you are filming in a high speed train and the world is flashing by. Though my legs felt like fudge and it kept closing in on me. I tried turning a corner. I turned to the side, felt it pulling, harder… “Hun, give back the blankets please!”. I woke with another headache.

I was so triggered by this challenge 100WCGU that I had to do wk #61’s prompt as well. Maybe more previous weeks will show up in the next few days. 

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