I had blood on my hands and I could sense my breath getting lower and more shallow. I was running on my wrangled legs that were sore and bleeding form the excrutiating pain. Hours go by and I’m still running but away from what? My hands are stained red from the blood of my friends and family; how could this happen? I hear my own heart beating in my chest like drums. I could picture them now, a little drummer boy, dancing to the beat. Thud, thud, thud. My sky blue eyes, I could feel them, were swelling up in a rage of salt water and were bloodshot beyond anything I could even picture. Where was I? Who was I? All I wanted to do was go back and see them, but I couldn’t. All that filled my ears were sirens in the distance and the faint pitter patter of my red and blue sneakers hitting the pavement. They were looking for me, those sirens, screaming in a torturous pitch telling me to give up now or pay later. I would never give in even if it costed me my life, which it just might. I decide to take a brake but didn’t know where or even how. I’d been runnign so long it had felt out of place to stop and wipe the blur out of my eyes. My feet were drenched in sweat, dirt, and blood and all I felt was pain; everywhere was pain. The stench of my body mixing with other scents in the allyway almost made me regurgitate what I had last ate. To my content I couldn’t remember so I wouldn’t get hungry again. The smell of death then filled my nose and my senses kicked back in; I realized I was in an alley. All I saw when I took a gander was a dumpster, three doors, a long stretch of alleyway, and a great, big, leather chair. I pondered to myself for a moment and just imagined how nice it would be to pu tmy feet up in that chair. To my recent luck, of course, I had no time. I could here dogs in teh distance and peoples voices lingering in the air. I wanted to yell at the dogs and tell them they were just mongrols and to shut up; then to plead with them and tell them I’d bring them the best kibble they’re doggie taste buds had ever encounterd, just to be quiet for a bit longer. I thought to myself, however, it had been 3 days on the run and they still had not caught me. I suddenly shouted at the air,