This first attempt of mine was inspired by a story I read on @wandrnrose7 blog. She was writing for the 5 minute freewrite by @mariannewest
https://steemit.com/freewrite/@mariannewest/day-112-5-minute-freewrite-thursday-prompt

I saw the above prompt and my creative juices start flowing. I wrote in my mother tongue, Afrikaans before but was afraid to write in English because there are so many descriptive words in English that I don't know. But now I did it, I wrote the following story. This is not an official entry for the freewrite, just an exercise, will see, just maybe I will enter in the future as I enjoyed this, it was fun.

THE ESCAPE

It was dark between the houses, the slice of moon not of much help. Where can she be? He saw her before she went around the corner and now she just disappeared. He was determined to find her, she cannot be allowed to get away. It will be a disaster, a dreadful discovery will be made about him, Mr Smith. No! that can’t happen and he shines the flashlight from side to side with an urgency, walking faster, trying to scrutinize every building, every tree, every bush.

Mr Smith, he heard someone calling, Oh no that is Jason from down the street. Mr Smith, what are you doing? Thoughts raced through his mind, don’t panic, stay calm, act normally, he said to himself. Oh hi Jason, you are up late, so are you Mr Smith. What are you doing are you searching for something? Yes I am said Mr Smith trying to keep his voice as calm as possible. I am looking for my cat Well I never knew you had a cat, Mr Smith heard Jason reply. He feels the panic rise up from his stomach, bitter bile making him nauseous, dammit, she is getting farther and farther away.

Sylvia just manages to squeeze herself flat against a building, avoiding the frantically flashing light when she heard Jason talking. Thank you God for sending an angel, she offers a silent prayer but wasting no time. As soon she was out of hearing distance she starts to run. She could hear her feet making running sounds on the tar. Her lungs felt if it was on fire but she did not stop. Run Sylvia run like never before… I did not even run 10 meters before, locked in that house of horrors and with that thought, she get a new surge of energy, suddenly she did not felt tired anymore, she felt like she was floating. She saw the lights of the police station, waving at her like a light tower to a ship at night. This time I would not go under, I will survive, I will be free, her last thoughts before she fainted on the steps of the police station.

Tell me what you think. Please tell the truth!

Thank you for reading!

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