My breath was uneven. Like my lungs couldn't take any air in. I was panting really hard. But all I did was run. To where my long legs could take me. I couldn't even feel them. I'm pretty sure that if I stop running that I would collapse down onto the payment ground. So I kept running.To where? Why? Did I even know my way through this town? What about my parents? Will they know I'm gone? Do they care? Am I doing the right thing? All these and more question were running through my mind. But I did not have any answers to them. All I knew was that they were just question. Did they really matter to me. Some people may ask what are you running from? But I would like to keep that unanswered.All Rights Reserved