SARAH
A car raced towards me in high speed that got me running nonsense out of my body because it was ready to hit me if I did otherwise.
My heart hammered against my ribs as I scrambled across the sidewalk, my school bag bouncing wildly against my hip.
You could have pictured it as a failure of the car’s brake, judging by house aggressively it raced but the sound of laughter from inside told a different story. This wasn’t an accident—this was entertainment.
After what felt like running desperately for my miserable life, the engine shut dead with a loud roar that echoed off the nearby buildings. I breathed heavily, placing one hand on my chest and the other resting on my waist, trying to calm my racing pulse.
My legs trembled from the adrenaline rush, and my breathing was so hard w
