point of view

quickly walking down the dimly lit alley I jump at the smallest noises, am I being paranoid or is my life really in danger, looking up at my only friend a bright ball in the spooky night sky who follows me and supplies my light the attractive moon was the last thing I saw until I was forcefully pulled into the alley way face at the pavement. at that moment i knew it was the last time I would see my friend again.

she quickly sped down the dimly lit alley, and jumped at small noises like the squeak of a mouse she felt paranoid and alone, as she gazed up at the beautiful full moon in the pitch black sky and felt a strong grip around her arm that pulled her off the pavement with such force she fell face down staring at the at the dull ground she cried as she could no longer see the beauty in the sky above that once gave her peace

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