Three years to go .

Three years have passed in a blink of an eye.

I graduated law school and started my own bakery project and it grew so well in the last years, and soon I am to joining a competition to be a lawyer.

I worked and focused on my self and goals and they seem to be coming true even if slowly.

Sometimes the best things in life comes slowly, step by step, at their perfect right time .

I have finally settled and accepted the place where I live, that new city small town I hated so much is now My Home. Even though I'm still loving with my parents .

I built a life there, a community for myself and made friends, companions to be specific .

And while working on my project that was a success and being busy with the whole lawyer training, love didn't knock my door.

I didn't it give a chance to be honest.

My soul was still filled with the dust of my last crush, a crush I didn't get to call mine.

Things were going amazing in my life, I was really thankful and proud for all that I have reached, but something was still missing...a feeling I couldn't shake away.

I woke up at 5:00 as usual, and went out to run an errand in the beautiful field I adore so much, but it was a bit far from my house.

The sky was dark blue yet, with no sunrise since it was autumn.

I lowered my hat down my eyes a bit more, put my head phones and started running in that empty field as I do three days a week.

Ten minutes later and I see the familiar man I always see around this time running aw well in his white cup, white jacket.

I ran for almost 45 minute and I was exhausted more than usual. I grabbed my out and checked my diary to see it was that time of the month coming tomorrow supposedly. For a moment I freaked out because I wasn't prepared and out, and then I realized I have to go back home As fast as possible.

While grabbing the bag I brought with me and trying to leave a young guy who appeared out of nowhere and looked like he was under drugs blocked my way stopping me from leaving.

I immediately stepped back two steps away.

I was going a freak out for a moment but I couldn't show fear in front someone like that who could do anything to me right now, especially that I'm a but weak now physically.

I tried to ignore him and walk away but he blocked my way again.

I looked up at him and tried to speak something :

_Excuse me sir, but you are in my way!

His lips curved into a dirty smile and fear couldn't be more apparent but I swallowed it back.

I was going to move away until he touched my shoulders this time stopping me from leaving. I was about to shout but then remembered it's the emptiest place around this time and no one would come for me, so I had to manage by myself.

The guy was taller than me by only some few centimeters but he had some muscles and weight heavier than me . I could kick him between his kegs to weaken him and that would buy me some time till I run away somewhere where I can find people awake to help me.

And while I was going into my head with all of this escape, survivor plan, the guy grabbed my collar moving me closer to him as I hit his chest strongly and it was a moment of awakening for me out of my head, I gasped loudly, and at that moment I feared for my life when I saw him getting out a small knife and moving it closer from my face.

I freezed and as I saw his smile opening brighter with that evil look, fear took over, and as his knife moved closer I closed my eyes and gasped again in fear of what is going to happen to me.

Seconds I hear something breaking, and I was in the ground...falling!!