Skyla
(Past)
I didn't know where that person was dragging me with him. I tried to get away from his grasp. I was breathless after running miles and had no idea where I reached in the end. The road wasn't familiar to me. I became frightened, thinking who that person could be. But I needed to free myself and run for home. I began to struggle more. When I failed against that person's strength, I stopped struggling. Taking a deep breath, I composed myself to take an action. I raised my left leg backward and hit him on his weak spot. He immediately left me and groaned in pain. Without looking back for once, I began to run from where I was coming. I got the opportunity that day to see that person's face, but I was in an unknown place alone, and he was there. I wasn't fearless, and I feared him
