STAY AWAY FROM ME

BRIA

We got attacked by six men who were chasing us. I was fighting with a man who lied on the ground beneath me. While the devil was busy in dealing with others.

Suddenly I felt my body lifted in the air, followed by flying. My back hit on the hard ground. Smaller stones and twigs pierced my skin, making blood appear at some places.

The devil paused fighting when he heard my cry, and a guy tackled him down, taking advantage of his distracted mind. The devil tried to fight back, but the man pressed his leg on the devil's chest. Another one rushed to his help and aimed his gun at the devil's face.

My heart dropped at the sight. No... no... no.

"No. Non sparare (Don't shoot). Lo vogliono(they want him) alive." The man pressed his foot harder on the devil's chest. I watched as creases appeared on the devil's forehead.

It proved that his facial muscles knew how to function.