That night the rain was getting heavier and the night was getting late, but I kept running without stopping because my foster family's people were still chasing me.
My body is getting colder, I don't know where to run anymore, my vision is getting blurry because my body is shivering with cold, I can't even see a car that passes right in front of me.
I felt my body float, it felt like flying and it made me feel so comfortable that I couldn't even feel the pain anymore when my body was blown away and hit a concrete.
Slowly my eyes began to close and I entered my long dream.
I don't know how long I slept and woke up again. Slowly I opened my eyes which at that time still felt heavy, with my vision still somewhat blurry I could see several people passing by in front of me.
After slowly regaining my consciousness I saw the figure of a woman wearing a white coat.
(It's a doctor) I muttered to myself.