This post is an entry for the #ZapFic50Friday contest, with the Prompt: “dread".
I was scared.
Scared to death.
I was always running away
just like the rabbit.
I got chased.
Tied to the bed by bullies.
Always running
looking back.
Until I found a shelter.
A place to call my own.
A girl to love me
for the rest of my life.
Cover: Free image from Pixabay
Divider made with canva.
