You are running. The only thing that echoes in your head: “Run! Run! Run!” You can’t stop. You have to keep running. Your life depends on it.
It feels like forever. You are just running and running. How many minutes have already passed. Two? Ten? Maybe an hour? You don’t know. You are still running.
The wind smashes your face. The leaves are beating you up but you are still running because you can’t stop. You have to keep running even if it costs you your life.
You can hardly even breath. You’re muscles are dying. Oxygen is laughing at you. You feel like you ran through a pot full of frogs. Blisters are showing up. Your hair is transforming into a helmet. Your arms feel like a newly grown wings that you don’t know how to use. Your heart lost its mind because it’s beating like crazy. But still… you are running.
You feel like an eternity has already passed. You feel that your getting older. Your legs feel like they are on fire and your stomach is letting you know that you have one.
You’re running and not paying any attention to where you are going. That was a big mistake. But you can’t stop. You have to keep running.
Your shoe laces came undone. But you don’t have time for that. You have to run. Your life depends on it.
Your eyes have been open for such a long time. They feel like as if you were staring into a computer screen for three days straight.
For some reason you start to remember the things you learnt during Chemistry: something about lactic acid. But that’s not important so the thought of running over beats the thought of remembering something from Chemistry.
After a while you finally realize it… You are running. You start to laugh because you think what kind of idiot actually would run at 6am. But then comes a new realization… that idiot is… you. You want to stop and laugh properly but your body doesn’t listen to you and you or rather your body keeps running. But then… wait. Why do you know what time it is? You keep searching for the answer while still running. Oh yeah! You feel like your wrist got stuck between two chairs. Speaking of chairs… you’d love to or even die to sit down and rest. But you can’t. You’re running… Then you think what have you been doing before. The only answer you can come up with is that you were running. Oh but wait a minute you ARE still running. So what were you doing before? Running. Running. And again running.
After some reaaaaaally long time you get enlightened. The reason why you are running… Oh you are at your destination:
“Two loaf of bread, please.”
“Have a nice day.”
To sum it up:
1. You stopped.
2. You weren’t running anymore.
3. You got to your destination right on time.
4. They were having special event: 1+1 bread
5. You’re a broke student.