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it was raining, i was running down the street at a fast paste. I kept telling my self, "a little closer a little closer". I could hear them, they were getting closer and closer. They were shouting their horror of cries. It was a stabbing to the ears. As i ran and made a sharp turned, i heard the screech of rubber on the asphalt, the smell of the burning tires, the smell of someones life, someone's death. i wanted to turn around to see who it was, but i couldn't i was on the run.
i had to get out of there or i would have met the same fate.
i kept telling myself to calm down, that everything would be fine.
but my hot boiling tears came pouring down, making my face heat up. my sweat started to mix with the tears, and my eyes became one big blurry vision. I was running blind, I put my hand out in front of me to guide me to my destination. i tried to wipe away all the tears, but they kept on flowing down.
why am i so scared? i thought to my self.
just get caught, don't you want to see your mother and father again?
don't you want to be on big happy family?
then why was i still running?

i want to to be with my family, i want them to be safe too. But, i have to be away from them, for the mistakes I made would never let me be with them again.














this is a story thing im thinking bout writing!
you can find it under "mistakes" in the arena!