Three times, now, she’d almost died, and no one had noticed. Three times now she had lost all hope of surviving, yet she always survived. Her siblings and parents passed away in a fire years ago, her “friends” talk about her behind her back, and her only relatives despise her because she was the only survivor during the fire. They thought she was outside, but she wasn’t. She was in the house with them all, but she was in a less dangerous area. By the time she made it to her family, it was too late. 

So she ran and didn’t look back. Years later, she started highschool. She knew a few people, but they secretly belittled her. During a party they all went to, she went out on a walk in the forest. When she came across a beautiful pond, she took a seat on the rock. That’s when she heard a growl behind her. She slowly turned around and saw a bear. She thought about screaming, but she doubted anyone would hear her over the loud music. 

She ran yet again. She pumped her legs faster than she thought she could run, and when she found a small cave to hide in, she hid. She covered her mouth as she pressed up against the wall. When she heard the retreating steps, she took a breath of relief and climbed out of her hiding space. She went back to the party and slipped out without anyone noticing. She went back to her home, which was just an area where no one even knew the place existed. 

A few weeks later in the middle of school, she had left her classroom to take a bathroom break. While washing her hands, the speakers crackled. “THIS IS NOT A TEST. THERE HAS BEEN A BREAK IN IN THE SCHOOL. CLOSE THE DOORS IMMEDIATELY.” She ran out to the nearest classroom, but the door was already shut and locked. She had begged to be let in, but no one budged. So she ran back to the bathroom. When she arrived, she saw a figure in black approaching her, one who had a gun. She quickly ran into the bathroom and locked the door. She looked for someplace to hide, but there seemed to be none.

Until she saw a vent inside of the wall above one of the toilets. She looked back and forth between the vent and the door. The man was banging on the door. She went into the stall and then climbed on the toilet and opened the vent gate. She quietly climbed in and then reclosed the vent. At that moment, the door slammed open. “Come out come out wherever you are!” The armed psycho taunted. He kicked open each door at a time. When the guy didn’t find anything, he left. When the police had arrived, she climbed out of the vent and started silently crying, not