Anika Ship Boy/Girl
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A young woman pelted down the street, trying to avoid her new captor. Running… Must… Escape… those thoughts pounded through her mind in time with her heartbeat. Her black hair flew out behind her like a cape, entangling itself further. Bare feet thudded on the ground, bruising them, but she must get away. She had recently escaped from her new ‘master’. No one will ever own me she thought smugly. He was NOT going to teach her to be a good slave. The woman ducked into the stinking bar, it was the last place he would look for her. Standing in the doorway, she desperately scanned the horrid place for somewhere to hide. There! She bolted, barley avoiding a collision with drunks, tables, and chairs. She reached the bar, grabbing the front of it, she threw herself up and over the low bar. Just at the right time she pulled herself in, still air born, to that she wouldn’t slam on the floor. Taking ragged breaths to steady herself, she clutched a small gold locket on her chest, as if to make sure it wouldn’t escape from around her neck.
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