The dogs had found me for sure, I thought, I was a goner. I wasn’t quite sure where they were exactly, but I assumed they were atop me, I could hear the cautiously sniffing the ground, the air, I could feel there movements from above, each step closer and closer until I was able to smell there breath, sweet like decay, then it all stopped. They turned the other direction and ran in the opposite direction from me.


Why? At the time I didn’t know what it was that had make them turn back, it would be a few days later that I realized I had left some of my clothes awhile back from where I came, but I didn’t care I got up continued cautiously north, still not knowing where I was going, but non the less I was still free, still whole. I don’t know how my body was able to keep running after that, but it did, maybe that’s what happens when your in danger, your body reacts without thinking, I don’t know. I kept running until dusk, it was only then that I felt safe, and set up a small camp. I looked around for a reasonable spot, found one by a stream where I could bath and get water.
I set down some leaves to try and make somewhere soft to sleep, and started a fire by using two rocks.

That’s when I took this out, the thing your read right now, my diary, I am one of the few slave niggers that have been educated. I was taught by my Mother when I was young, I was always so happy around my mother, felt like there was nothing wrong, that no matter what everything was going to be ok.

I had just started writing down my experiences for today when I saw something out of the corner of my eye, a fox or a rabbit maybe? No much to big. I wasn’t sure if was a human or animal, so instead of running, I layed
low and watched carefully. That’s when I saw it again, a flash of golden eyes, dark grey fur, and paper white teeth.

And I called, a deep monstrous, but beautiful sound came from the grey beast, calling other to the prey, letting them know the hunt was on.

It leaped.

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