Life on the Run

"Come on, Blake!" I screamed from inside the moving van. "We have to jump or we're as good as dead!"  

I looked at him as he nodded with his spider man mask on.

"Okay, on the count of three. One. Two. THREE!" I yelled. 

When I had woken up that day, I never thought I would be jumping out of a moving van. Or blow up a car. I don't even know why they're chasing us! Ya, those maniacs are chasing my two brothers and I, Blake and Brenden. Blake is eight while my older brother Brenden is eighteen. I  on the other hand, am thirteen. You wanna know the weird part? I've never taken a defense class my whole life, yet I knew exactly how to get away. Creepy, right?