Run, all I could do was run. I was lost in this world with no place to go. I do not even know who I am! People are chasing me though and I do not know why. All I know is that they want me. If only I knew who I was, who my parents were, where I am from. Maybe, just maybe I can find out want they want from me and they will leave me alone. Oh, well I need to go again. Where can I go? I have no home; all I can do is run.