My biggest dream is to be an author and publish my own work for a living. For this, I need to raise some money to carry out my dream. I need to raise money to have the time to sit down and write without worries about how I will provide for my son and myself while I finish my books.
She looked up, ripped out of her daydream by a screaming girl not much older than herself. She gasped and got on her feet. They were early?! She bundled her things quickly and started to run. Run like the wind, she thought, don’t look back, just run.
A thousand thoughts ran through her head as she scurried up the beach and into the naked and scorn forest. Why were they early? Or did she just lose track of time? But others had been taken by surprise, it wasn’t just her.
She didn’t stop when the dead branches tore her bare feet to blood. There was no time to stop and tie her sandals. There was no time to stop at all. Run like the wind.
The large gates up ahead had already started to close. She knew that they would not open for anyone once they had shut and she pushed herself to run faster, not knowing what was behind her. Or how close they were. Every second counted and looking over her shoulder could cost her her life. She kept running.