#WritcoStoryChallenge
The car sped through the dark night, it's headlights flashing, warning the incoming traffic and you jump, rolling along pavement, trying to escape. A rought path, full of bruises you get up and run, if he only could hold you, he would yell and hurts you, until that point when you usually pass away. Today, at least, you are free, and he'll never come back.