Run Away! ⌛A 5 Minute FreeWrite⌛

She kept walking, breaking into a run when she could muster enough strength, little beads of sweat on her forehead. Her body begged her to stop but her mind urged her to keep going. This was a matter of life and death.

Her bravado and her self talk wasn’t helping much with the physical. She was falling apart. She smiled at the irony of all those motivational talks she had listened to every single day of her life for the past 12 years.

Mind over matter.

Whether you can or cannot you are right.

Whatever your mind can concieve and believe, you can achieve.

But her feet didn’t seem to understand this. They were numb and she felt she was dragging boulders with every step. She grimaced and her dry lips cracked in several places and started to bleed. Her throat was parched. She was so thirsty she could drink Niagara Falls.

She had to overcome this. She can. She must. Everything happened for a reason. This too shall pass. Please ….She could feel the tears trickle down as she continued to drag herself further and further away.

Her steps got slower, her heartbeat louder, her breathing harder. She turned to see if she could still see the building she was running away from. The building that housed the men, she was running away from. The men who thought she was still passed out in that room she was running away from.

How did last night’s dream turn into this nightmare? She was out with friends on the best night of her life. The most beautiful man in the place kept watching her and she knew he wanted her. They went back to his place.

It started out great, with wine and music. But slowly it got uncomfortable especially when he started slapping her around. In her head, she was fighting back but her body wasn’t responding as well. She was drowsy and her limbs felt they were 20 times their normal size. Everything was in slow motion. Even the pain from the beating was dull.

She woke up in a dirty, soiled bed. Not the same place she was in the night before. The room door was open and when she dragged herself up and out to look there was no one around.

Her limbs were weak. Her brains weren’t making sense of anything. In the back of her head, like some movie she had watched long ago, there was a knowing that human trafficking was discussed. The men and even a couple of women deciding her fate.

She wasn’t even sure how she got out, all she knew was she had to get away. As far as possible. She pinched her cheeks and punched her thighs willing them to move faster.

The only limits that exist are the ones in your mind.

This is my freewrite for the prompt "Dry Lips. To find out more head on over to @mariannewest

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With Much Love,

❤️👇🏿Part of these Tribes with Pride 👇🏿❤️