Novel & Cerita Ku Berlari Menuju Harapan Di Depanku

I crash on the floor. “Gosh!” I say but quickly stand up and continue my race. There is hope. I now hear the sound of the streams very close to me. My face brightens with a smile. I dodge the trees. It becomes even more louder now. My heart is jumping out of my chest as I am so eager to see it. I need to escape soon before everyone notices my absence in the pack. As much as they don’t treat me right, it’s as though they enjoy keeping me home so they can maltreat and taunt me more.

With bated breath, I braced myself for the unknown, my heart a symphony of fear and determination, as I prepared to confront the darkness that pursued me. I stood up and started running. Time lost its meaning as I ran, the minutes blending into hours, the pursuit relentlessly on my heels. I dared not look back, fearing what I might see. My focus remained on the path ahead, searching for any sign of salvation. And then, like a glimmer of hope, a faint light flickered in the distance. It drew me forward, igniting a spark of renewed determination within me. With newfound strength, I sprinted towards the source, my heartbeat pounding in my ears.

I heard his footsteps behind me as I ran to my room, but I didn't look back. My eyes watered as I rounded the corner of my new life, and like a dream, the hope was there, waiting for me. My arms opened, and I flew my thoughts onto the image of Dominic.

I ran as fast as I could, ignoring the horrible pains in my legs. After running for what felt like almost an hour,I reached a dead end. "Oh,shit!" I cursed in frustration. Somehow,I could feel a sense of dread looming over me,but I couldn't comprehend it. I took several steps backward and ran towards the open space in the opposite direction. The darkness was eerie,but I refused to stop and ran all the way through until I saw a flicker of light. I ran towards it with a flicker of hope rising in my heart. I smiled excitedly the moment I got to the spot where the moonlight was reflecting on.

Until—suddenly—it all stopped. Silence again. My breath caught. I lifted my head. And saw it. A flicker. A light. Soft, golden—barely a thread of it in the sea of black, but it was there. A beacon. Real. Hope. My body moved before my mind did. I stumbled to my feet, vision locked on that light like a dying man clinging to his last breath. “Please,” I whispered. “Please…” I bolted toward it. Or tried to.

I stumbled through the darkness hoping that whatever I was walking on wouldn't suddenly end and cause me to fall to my death. "Dime?!" I shouted, hoping my best friend was somewhere near, then suddenly, like a light was light, I could see a dim light burning ahead of me. I laughed and ran for the light, "I'm coming, just hold on!" I shouted hoping that whoever was waiting for me could hear me; I ran and ran but seemed to be getter further and further away from my destination, "Please, wait, I'm coming, just hold on!" I shouted trying to run faster to catch the light ahead of me, but it didn't seem to work. My breath was getting heavy and my body was aching, and yet the light was still out of

“I love you.” With a smile on his face, he stood straight on his spot before turning around, “Just remember, you need to run, run and run. I love you.” Seeing his back disappearing far away from my view something broke inside me out of fear. The fear included a lot of things that were unknown to me, just the feeling continued like an unsettled matter inside me. Except for waiting and taking careful steps nothing was left for me to look forward to.

Malakar's POV. I run harder than I ever have. The trees blur around me. The wind stings my eyes. My paws pound the forest floor, each strike echoing the same word inside my chest — Hope. Hope. Hope. I need to get to her. The scent of blood still clings to the forest like smoke after a fire, but it’s faint now — drying. Settling. A cruel reminder of what was lost. When I finally break through the tree line and reach the clearing, the world stills.

I don't think I will be able to escape. But as I start to hear a quiet ripple of running water, I know I still have a sliver of hope. Just a little more, I say to myself, just a little more. The wolf behind me is now just mere meters away, trying to catch up and take me down. I turn sharply to the left, to the river that I know runs through the woods. If I could only reach the water...

“I’m going to live.” The train carried us forward , away from the house, the stairs, the cruelty, the silence. I didn’t know what waited on the other side. But for the first time in a long time, fear wasn’t the loudest thing inside me. Hope was. And it was enough to keep going.