I ran out the door as fast as I could. My house was on fire. Where was my mom? Was she still alive? Thinking clearly was impossible. I had to go, and I had to go now. Leaving this building was something I had to do. I had to find my mom. My panicked thoughts were racing as fast as I was running. The world felt like it was spinning as I ran. I was so distracted that I ran right into another person. Right as I reached the elevator.
“Ouch, f**k I am so sorry!” I try to get up, but I am unable to alone. I am dizzy and shaking. Strong hands help me up, steadying me. I felt a zap race through me, settling my nerves. I was still panicked, but the world didn't feel like it was crumbling underneath me, and the spinning stopped.
“It’s okay, Darling,” a deep male voice answered me. “But where is t
