Run Away From Your Fear

This is supposed to mean something, like:
She began racing in the gloom of the afternoon. The clouds around her were dark, but it was calm after the storm. She was afraid and her fear was behind her. She was running at full speed towards her dream place, her favorite thing in the world--her rainbow.

Um, okay. That was kinda bad. It was just a little short story, poem, SHIZZ! What the shit is that?! I dunno. Oh well.
This is for ashkamoo's contest for 'colorful deviations'.
Maybe the rainbow nailed it.

Weee! Well. Comments? Critique? Favorites? Features? News articles?! Kay, I'm getting ahead of myself, but anything is appreciated.

Just don't steal my work, bitch!
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Thanks for the picture of the girl. It was by noree-stock.
Thanks for the landscape. It was by multimediamogul
Thanks for the clouds. It was by night-fate-stock.