You can run

The body tries to commit suicide when its in a deadly situation. I learned this first hand.My heart was a rock thrown into water. it echoed against the inside of my ribs over and over. Clank, clank, clank. Over and over. the leaves under me did not dare to creak or crinkle.
"You can run but you cant hide!" Julian Millers was a convicted killer and he was now was after me. He was ruthless and just wanted the pleasure of another kill. those confident steps stalked ever closer to me.
"Come out come out wherever you are!" I peeked out of the tiny grove of wisp trees to catch a glimmer of his platinum hair in the Louisiana sun. here's where the body commits suicide, it tries to sneeze or cough or anything to give up its position. in my case it was a slight shake of my head that snapped a twig, and all hope snapped with it. Julian whirled in a flurry of cloth. i didn't waste a moment. i was out of the grove and into the swamp before he finished turning.
he trampled behind me like an elephant. they were faster than mine, a thousand times faster.
the final blow was like a whisper compared to all the panic and fear. just a simple throw and the knife was in my back. i collapsed into the sickly plants that covered the swamp. i just layed there, i knew i couldnt move. he crouched over me. "i told you you wouldnt tell the police." i stayed there though. i just layed there. he assumed i was dead, and moved on to the next murder. my heart knew i had to save the next kid no matter the cost. i dragged my unwilling body up and struggled out of that godforsaken swamp. my heart would not let me give up, it would not let me commit suicide.