She ran as fast as she could. Her feet landing heavily on the green luscious grass on which the moonlight fell. Her hands clutched the cloth of her dress that she held a little above her ankles to not trip and fall because of it.
Beads of sweat formed on her forehead and one of them rolled down from her forehead to her neck. Her heart thumped vigorously against her chest while her hazel eyes focused on the only escape which was not far from her.
Her toffee brown hair flapping along the direction of the wind that passed past her. She was close, very close to her escape. A few more yards and she would be free.
But suddenly to her utter surprise, someone grabbed her from behind. The person was a stranger yet was a little familiar. Her heart leapt into her chest at the thought of getting caught.
