The breath cut short from my lungs when my mother changed the direction of the blade at the very last second and stabbed the center of the rope. I felt the tight grip of the rope loosen up a bit, and I looked down with shock in my eyes. The blade had missed me by an inch, stuck in the tree with a piece of the rope it cut."I do not understand you, nor will I try to. But for the sake of the motherly look I see in your eyes, I am willing to give you a head start." Mother commented as she pulled the dagger out and held it up to me."I'll count to ten. If I catch you, I will not hesitate to cut that bastard out of your stomach." She warned before she took three steps away from me.I pushed the rest of the rope off of my body and turned to the other direction to run as fast as I could. 1, 2, 3, 4... I counted until ten in my head, hoping my mother would count as slowly as she could.8, 9, 10... I heard nothing for a few seconds as I continuing to run, huffing and puffing, my feet already
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