Run. Never look back.

Those were the last three words I've heard from my family.

Just one family secret revealed and our dignity and lives were already at stake. Everyone feared that day to come, but we all know that there is no secret that can be kept forever.

It seemed so selfish and wrong for me to run away while people were chasing them in the house. But I had no choice.

People were also after me. And the name of our family is now considered infamous.

I thought I had the most boring and miserable life ever, having experience many tragedies at such a young age, and growing up having many secrets inside. I never wanted to trust anyone, knowing that many lives are going to get lost and one secret is enough to reveal the rest and for trouble to rise.

Years passed. How can I ever forget that day? Dear grandmother being tortured, grandfather being pinned to the walls. My uncles, aunts and parents being bided by chains. It was then I was under the bed, mourning, suffering. In a heartbeat, we'll all be in prison.

But a flash of light gave me hope. I silently muttered a short prayer and it was then that our pursuers were outside the house, discussing on what to do to us.

"We're missing someone." One said.

"Yes.. As far as I know, this family has a grand daughter at the age of sixteen." Another said.

"Should we look for her?"

"It all depends when we see her. I heard her birth certificate is also illegal. This family is nuts. Almost all information about them is illegal."

"They should've known better than to give out fake information about themselves. Either way, the girl wouldn't have gotten far. We might still be able to catch her."

And then it struck me. I had to escape. I knew I had to. My mom limped in the room, looking under the bed. Her once shimmering eyes became dull. And that's when she told me. Five important words that I never knew that would change my life.

"Run and never look back."

In a heartbeat I was already outside the place I once called "HOME".

They caught sight of me. They saw me. They saw me get out of the house, running for dear life. I don't know what got me going. I didn't even know where to go. All I knew in my heart and my mind was, I was the last of my family. The one that escaped. The wanted.

They were chasing me. They were after me. I had to run. Though I took a bag of money with me for chances of survival, I had to go somewhere. Anywhere. What would happen to me if I didn't have a specific destination? I can't keep running forever. My body feels weak. I ran. And ran. And ran. And ran.

In a heartbeat, I already reached the airport. Yes, the airport. Who knew just running for dear life would help me get here? Everything can happen when you're chasing after something. I had to ride the airplane, go to a different country. I had to leave this place, nobody should know where I am. I had to take a plane, any plane. I clung to the shoulder bag, hoping for some money. I had to get a ticket. I have to get out of here as soon as I can. I prayed that my passport was in this bag, searching non-stop. I brought this bag for my own reasons.

One, this is where I kept most of my money.

Two, my passport has been kept in here.

Third, a few clothes had been left in here.

I remembered using this bag when we left for a short vacation, leaving my stuff in it. It was kept beside the bed, also a reason why I decided to bring it. I had my phone in it too. It's a good thing it was always here. Almost all the things I need for survival are in here, EVERYTHING. It had become my habit, keeping important stuff in one bag. My Identification Cards, my resumes. Sadly, I left few of my important stuff at home.

Now I had to escape, any plane will be fine. Any plane as long as my pursuers won't find me. If I'm correct, they're already here in this airport. I have to leave. I have to escape.

"FLIGHT ### TO JAPAN. PASSENGERS BOARD THE PLANE. FLIGHT ###"

Japan? Well, it is the only flight that is able to leave now. I have to get there in that plane. No matter what it takes, I should leave this place.

In the blink of an eye, I'm here inside the plane. Breathing heavily, tired of all the things that were going on. I had to forget everything and start a new life. It must really be selfish for me to escape and leave my family. But I had to. I had to save myself, knowing that if my family were strong enough, they'd save me too. Being the last member, I knew I had to make the right choices.

Off I go to Japan, without even knowing any knowledge about that country.