(Lost) Born to run (March challenge)
Apr. 1st, 2011 04:20 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
(Even if it is April. It happened in March, anyway!)
Her knees knocked. She was grateful she was sitting down.
The soldier loomed at her, glowering. She wasn't sure how he did it from halfway across the room, but he did just the same. He was, she could tell, going to get her any minute now.
She was terrified.
She also, to her surprise, was mad. She scowled right back at him, and - before her brain could stop her mouth - mouthed off.
Betty could feel the war between her head and heart (heart winning, unfortunately) as the words kept darting out of her mouth like birds. The soldier was getting more and more angry. And she was the focus of his attention.
Finally she was able to clamp her mouth shut. No more words would escape now. She crossed her arms and scowled more deeply, hoping that the soldier was as afraid of her as she was of it, like her mother always said snakes or spiders were.
She didn't want to be gotten.
She didn't want to die. Not forever. She still needed to get home.
But she'd be gosh darned if people were mean to her friends like that!
Her knees knocked. She was grateful she was sitting down.
The soldier loomed at her, glowering. She wasn't sure how he did it from halfway across the room, but he did just the same. He was, she could tell, going to get her any minute now.
She was terrified.
She also, to her surprise, was mad. She scowled right back at him, and - before her brain could stop her mouth - mouthed off.
Betty could feel the war between her head and heart (heart winning, unfortunately) as the words kept darting out of her mouth like birds. The soldier was getting more and more angry. And she was the focus of his attention.
Finally she was able to clamp her mouth shut. No more words would escape now. She crossed her arms and scowled more deeply, hoping that the soldier was as afraid of her as she was of it, like her mother always said snakes or spiders were.
She didn't want to be gotten.
She didn't want to die. Not forever. She still needed to get home.
But she'd be gosh darned if people were mean to her friends like that!