"5 minutes left", I mutter to myself. That's how long I have before the guards change their posts. Only 5 minutes left tell I can get out of this place. No I am not a criminal trying to escape from prison, although that probably would be better then the situation I'm in now. 4 minutes. I check my bag one last time. Extra clothes, food, and money? Check. Camping supplies and toothpaste? Check. Watch? Check. Everything's there. 3 minutes. I start lowering down the rope. I can't believe I'm actually doing this. But what else am I supposed to do? Wait here until the assassin gets here to kill me? No thanks. This is my best bet for survival. 2 minutes. I take a deep breath and look around my room. This is probably the last time I'll ever see it again, or rather the last time I'll ever see it like this again. I try to commit it all to memory. My eyes finally land on a heart shape locket. I walk over to it and open it. On one side are two innocent teenage girls and on the other side are my parents. My eyes start to water at the sight of them. I rapidly blink my eyes, trying to get rid of the tears, right now is not the time to be crying. 1 minute left. I quickly fasten the neckless around my neck and blow out the candle in my room. 30 seconds. I position myself outside the window. I try not to look down or think about what would happen if I lost my grip. 10 seconds. I start to make my way down and think about how crazy the past few weeks have been. I think about how much my life has changed and how much I have changed. It's kind of crazy how one small moment, one small word, can change your life forever. But I guess that's how life is...crazy. Before I know it I'm already on the ground. I look up, anticipating for the hands of the clock to land on 12. Not a moment later the bells start to ring and I start to run.
