I lay there as the blood continued to flow out of me.

I couldn’t believe that this really was the end.

It had finally caught up to me.

My life had been a constant game of cat and mouse, always looking over my shoulder. I had been lucky up until now that I had never been caught.

I was an outlaw, always on the run; never settling down, never building a home.

In a way I was happy. I would soon be at peace, I could stop running.

The pain had stopped a while ago. A wave of acceptance had replaced it.

It was now just a waiting game.

I was finally going home.


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