Mia’s POV
I dash into the forest, not knowing where I’m going. Any direction is a good direction, though. Whatever gets me away from that terrible place I’m leaving behind.
My heart races, I’m terrified. But I’m also exhilarated. I’m free.
I need to get to Mom. I need to warn her about what these bad people are planning to do. When she knows, when she’s safe, then I can let myself feel safe…
I can calm down and everything will be okay.
Racing as fast as my legs could carry me, I hate that I’m not older – old enough to run faster, or be able to more easily defend myself.
I miss my mom. I wish she was here to help me. I don’t know how to do this on my own.
Tears start to blur my vision, even as I continue to run. My legs start to hurt, and so does my chest, but even then, I don’t slow
