I felt the air part decisively as I slyly began to move with ease in the direction of the cafeteria. Even though I had sustained a knife injury to the left leg, I couldn’t feel any pain. But the blood was beginning to run down the side slowly. Somehow, I needed to limit blood loss, or I wouldn’t make it to the far end of the campus. Mom would kill me if I didn’t pick up my diploma. It was my ticket out. She said it was my turn for greatness!
Damn it, they found me. All my hope, lost.