Powerful Heavy breathing. I was running so hard. My heart pumped furiously as my legs carried me into the dark night. Sirens blared in the background but I paid them no mind. "Just get away," I told myself. Where to? The park, pg 45 My place, pg 12 Downtown, pg 60
Home Sweet... The only place that made sense was home. So I ducked my head and ran hard against the burning in my lungs. I ducked into an alley that would eventually run behind the condo. The cold air pressed in on me and almost drowned out the smell of gasoline from my clothes. But as I got closer, I saw the flashing lights. Red and blue, repeating over and over, washing the street ahead in color. "Hey, get in here quick," a voice called from a nearby back porch. Go in, page 3 Run off, page 180