There was a little girl who is fond of running....
She likes to run around her neighbourhood and to nearby shops....
That seem healthy... BUT she is always tripping over things and falling down.

Since her last fall, she deicded that she will take a long long rest before running to places to look for her frens. But one day.....

*RingZZ RingZZ*
her fren called....
Fren: wana go out?
Girl: but i am still healing from the last hurt...
Fren: u will neva know u are well till u try again... but well its up to u.. ciaoz~!
Girl is lost........

She finally pluck up her courage and told herself that she is gg to look for her fren. She ran to their favourite hangout place and she arrived there safely and she did not feel the hurt in the wound... so all was well and she enjoyed herself thoroughly. She was totally immensed with the conversations and the little games that they played.

Before she knew it, the sun has set. It was time to go home again. So as usual, she deicded to run home. She was enjoying the breeze against her face and the beautiful scenary that was rushing past her when...... *THUMP!"... she tripped over a twig. She sat up and tears rolled uncontrollably. With no one around, she felt helpless and loss. She decided that she was the one who created this mess so she will have to bear the consequences herself.

She stood up slowly. The pain on her ankle was excruciating. She had no choice but to limp her way home. She felt regretful and remorseful. She continued sobbing and sobbing until she was home.

She managed to stop the bleeding after some time. She took lotsa panadols to ease the pain she was feeling. After she has finally settled down, she began to ponder...

I have a fear to run now... will i be able to conquer that fear?
Why was i so stubborn? why did i run there even though my previous wound hasnt really healed? Why did i run instead of walk? I would have been more careful......

To be continued...............

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