My heart pounded loudly in my chest. My parents told me to run, but where? I couldn't see anything. Fear was the only thing I felt. All I heard was the people yelling at me, and my feet hitting the ground. Where was my feet taking me? Where was I going in my dark world? What was I going to do if they caught me? Tears flowed down my face. Stinging my cheeks. The people hate me here, because I'm week! I cant see anything, I've never seen my mothers face! I've never seen the grass! Never the bigs. The sky is hidden through my eyes, I'll never see anything… no one will take me under their wing because I'm pathetic and can't even see. I'll never the the sky hidden in the clouds.