Perpetual Deja Vu – Excerpt-3, #writephoto

Since I am finally FINALLY trying to finish “the trial” I thought why not share another excerpt of my ever-under-construction book

Run..run!

She closed her eyes.

Her heart hammering wildly, lungs fighting their own battle.

And she was running..

Focusing all her energy on her unbelievably heavy feet.

She was giving it all. As if death was chasing her. Or even worse her inner demons, her fears, her insecurities.

Her trainers plowed the wet ground of the woods.

Hair freed from confines as always.

Eyes blank.

Rebellious thin branches of trees hit her at every step, yet failed to hinder her pace.

Something inside was crushing her rib cage. She was about to explode when she tripped over and fell flat on her face.

Elbows..my elbows.

My knees..

Perpetual déjà vu..

Her 12 years old version played right in front of her eyes. Everyday tripping falling slipping and then being Treated for funny minor wounds was normal.

As normal as breathing.

For few years she never saw actual colour of her knees. There was always a pink layer of skin ready to be broken and bruised again.

In a second she propelled all of her energy from her feet to head. It shot up and hit her brain..crashed!!

She grabbed wild tapestry of the ground. Clenched leaves and wet soil in her fists. And her lids gave in again.

She felt tears marking a meek trail on her face and draining into the land of her imagination.

Her eyes opened to see wet pages of her journal. Ink marbling with salty water. Her hands gripping it so tight, it hurt.

And there was something piercing centre of her chest.

She looked at the fresh bruise on her knee and burst out laughing..

Her demented laughter stabbed and slashed the daunting silence of empty room.

Tears still streaming down..

Excerpt # 1

Excerpt # 2

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For Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt.

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