"No." I say. I'm not addressing the police officer. He's just a noise in the back of my mind. A thought thats almost gone.
"You idiot, he'll kill you! Get out of here!" The officer screams. His vioce kick starts my nerves and my legs try to run. "Don't waste your life. you said you don't rememberr who you are. Maybe your the person whos going to change the world." something takes over and I want to listen. I want to run and never come back. It takes every ounce of my strength to stay standing still. "You don;t want to die. I can see the way you body is being forced into bravery. Surviving is a cowards way out." I ignore him. I will not step aside and let a man be murdered.
"Step aside, Anna. I don't want to hurt y..." the man's voice cracks interrupting his sentence. From where I stand I can see a shiny line running down his cheek. …show more content…
I want to run, I want to fight, I want to hide him from all that might cause pain. I want to protect. From what? I don't know, but thats the strongest feeling I have. I don't know this person or at least I don't know him any more. I can't remember the past, so I have to live in the present, and presently my job is to keep the police officer alive. I straighten and raise my head a little higher. He will not get past me. "You've always been so stubborn. You don't belong with them," a loud bang and a exploding traffic meter are the only things slow enough for my brain to process, "see? Please Anna," the bastard shot at me. He shot and the bullet bounced off. "You don't belong with them. Please, come with