- DONNA'S POV
- We ran as fast as we could to get out of the exploded area. I had learned all of these from my dad before he went into a coma. My eyes hurt so much. I am trying to keep myself strong. I don't want anyone to carry me. Carrying me, meant I was weak. I don't want people to see that I was not okay. I hate when people feel sorry for me.
- I cleared my throat and ran as fast as my leg could take me.