The wind sliced through my cheeks as I continued to run for my life. To me, no man has ever run the speed I was going with. After an hour of running I got tired and stopped by an old Oak tree. Gasping and wheezing as I tried to catch myself from the long disastrous run. My life was in danger; I had to run faster, I had to go. But where was I going? I had no idea. I just had to get away from where I was and fast! For some strange reason I always seem to find myself in these predicaments. What have I done? Why does this always tend happen to me? Is my life cursed? How do I find myself running away from my wife that is holding a sharp razor like cutlass? It was only one way to find out.
Why did I do it? Why did I choose to do it? It was my mind, it was my thoughts, I lost all interest in my family, and I was caught up in a love affair. Lost in my thoughts, confused in my mind and paralyzed in my heart, I lost my way, my family's way. I broke my vows, I lied, and I cheated. Now the consequences are chasing me like a raging bull. Are these the things they call life lessons? No, it was a stupid mistake I made, I did it, and I caused it. I caused it on myself. I never knew my wife was a psychopath, I didn't know she had it in her to chase me down to try killing me. It was 4 AM my phone rang uncontrollably on the desk where my paper work was, I was supposed to be doing my paper work for my client, but my hands where already busy. Maybe I should have answered it, but I was caught up with my girlfriend. My wife was calling me to check on me and see when I'm supposed to be arriving home. I guess she got tired of calling and got worried about me. Stupid me, I should have locked the doors. As soon as she opened the door, I could have only assumed my wife already knew what was going on. Why did she come with weapons? She planned on coming to kill, she killed my girlfriend. But she never is going to catch me, because it's no turning back, no going back to my wife's house. It is done; I'm forever on a run.