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Hi, my name is T
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| Created: 2008-10-18 15:15:24 |
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T quickened her pace as the pounding footsteps inched their way closer. There- they were right behind her, stalking her, watching her every movement. She knew she should be afraid, but some how, she wasn't.Who ever- or whatever- was chasing her, was obviously smarter than she had expected. A tomahawk flew by, barely missing her head by an inch. Okay- now it was time to panic. T charged forward, jumping over tree roots and fallen branches. An Indian battle cry arose from behind her.
"Oh c'mon!" T panted. " Indians don't even live in these woods anymore!" something wisked [ast her ear, bt this time it wasn't a tomahawk, it was arrow. 'Great. they decided to go by tradition and shoot me down!' One fo the Indians had soem hwo managed to get ahold of the back of her jacket, and soon tackled her to the ground. T landed awkwardly on her stomach and her right foot was no doubtly sprained from the fall. A blind fold was lifted to her eyes and tied roughly in a knot which pulled various strands of hair on the back of her head. Before she knew it, they had her slung up on oen fo their friend's shoulders. She was st'u'ck.
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hoped you guys liked it! please comment and rate!
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