1. Run

It's all just about the troubles that befell our family. From the very beginning I felt that everything was dangerous. Our mother is just an ordinary housewife without proper education, but she is a person who loves to learn. He is good at making people melt with her words, so that they will share their knowledge.

You can call our mother is a smart and cunning person. When we were five years old, mother had warned us about something that always made us shiver with fear. No, this is not about ordinary horror stories , our mother is not a stupid person who want to tell bedtime stories to their children. According to my mother, fairy tales are only for people who have experienced success in their lives. Our lives are mediocre, because our father lives in prison.

At certain times, our mother would go hunting in the fields to find rabbits or even deer to cook and eat. Sometimes, she also grows several types of vegetables behind the house. On the sidelines of her activities, mother would usually say goodbye to us that she would be home late. Then when Mom came back, her face was filled with a cheerful smile as she held a new book in her hand.

I don't know exactly when, but one day at dusk, we found our mother lying cold in front of our house with a sweet smile on her face. We cried in fear and were in deep shock . My twin brother and I couldn't hold back the sadness that felt like it wanted to explode. No one knows, what is the reason for all the things that happened.

Not long after we found our mother's cold body, in the distance, we saw a group of people coming with swords. As far as I know, the costumes they wear are royal warrior costumes. I pulled my brother into the house, then quietly went into the treasury.

Over the years, our mother routinely dug the ground in the middle of our house. She digs very deep, in fact we also often help her sometimes. Mother always gave us a message, to hide in the treasury room if one day we found her dead in front of the house. More precisely not a treasury room, but a hiding room. The floor of our house is made of irregularly shaped wood, a small door obscured by the wooden motifs. I opened the door and slowly jumped in, as did my twin brother, then we pulled a rope to close the door again.

With great difficulty, we held back our tears. We only knew that we would die if our whereabouts were discovered by that group of royal soldiers. In front of us, lay many sharp objects, burlap bags, books containing mother's writings, and a map which we knew was made by mother too.

"Let's go to bed, and tomorrow we have to get up at two in the morning. Until tomorrow, like it or not, you have to prepare plans that you will do for the next ten years. As we discussed earlier, we will use plan A. However, if you feel that your situation is in danger, we change to plan B. We will meet in the northern forest, then we will change to plan C. Do you understand? ?"

My twin brother cried silently, he whispered, "I don't want to be separated from you. I want to always be with you."

"We can't be together, or we'll both die. You know, even though our bodies are apart, our hearts are not. We can always communicate anywhere and anytime. I won't die, and I won't let you die. Maybe we won't be together in a dozen years, but I promise, that we will be together one day, no matter what. Let's not waste all the hard work that mother have done. "

"May I kiss you one last time?"

I frowned a little, I did not understand, "For what?"

"Can't you grant my wish now? We won't be seeing a dozen or even decades in the future, so I just wanted to make a memory together for our childhood one last time."

"Does it have to be a kiss? I hate kissing, I hate anything to do with lip-to-lip interactions. How about we give each one a bite on in the upper arm to mark our last meeting."

My twin brother just stared at me in silence. Then he suddenly grabbed my hand, and bit my upper arm so hard it bled. I winced in pain as the pain hit. Alternately, I bit his upper arm too hard, so a little blood also spurted out from the bite mark.

After that, silence fell. No conversation going on. I just took the bag, and put the equipment that I really needed in the future. My brother did the same. After we put in the equipment we needed, we went to bed quickly.

In the morning, at two o'clock where the sky was still very dark, we both woke up. We grabbed our bags and we headed out of the hiding room. We ran out of the house, then ran towards the forest to the south. There are faint traces that mother has made for us. I smiled one last time at my brother, before we each parted. I ran with the water continuously dripping without stopping from my eyes. This is the end. The good times are gone, now I have to work hard to maintain this meager life.

For a few moments, I ran non-stop in the cold night, following the trails my mother had prepared. When I feel tired, I rest under a big tree. There was a bobcat eating her dinner in front of me. Tomorrow is the birthday of the royal princess. The north area will be full of soldiers on guard, while the west will be the site of the lively party.

All that's left is the eastern region. Even though the area is a gathering place for criminals in this country. I don't know how my little brother survived. But what I know for sure is, he's a smarter person than me. So I'm not that worried about it. I took a small machete from my bag, then carved a mark on the tree behind me. I dug a wet ground next to the tree, then buried a small bottle containing the letter into the hole I dug. I poured a purple liquid on it quite a bit, so I could confirm that the soil was completely soaked by the liquid I poured.

Shortly after, I took all my equipment again, and continued to run following the existing trail.