"I don't know where to go!" I shouted to anyone who was listening. I glanced behind me once more to see the Jeep speeding up. They were determined to get us. They'd catch up, capture us, or just kill us on the spot. I flinched, ducking and momentarily shielding my head as gunshots echoed through the trees. 
	"Look out!" One of the siblings shouted, "They're shooting at us!" 
I pushed myself as hard as I could, running until I felt like my lungs were bleeding. The sound of guns being fired was endless. 
Ahead of us, I could see a huge thicket. It would be a great place to hide or at least lose them for a bit. 
"We can go through the thick-" I felt a sharp pain go through my thigh, burning and making my whole leg give out before me. I tumbled, crashing to the ground and dropping everything in my hands. I cried out in pain, writhing where I fell and grabbing my thigh. [i]I've been shot. [/i] 	
	"Shit." I looked down at my hands, blood oozing through the cracks of my fingers. My eyes grew wide at the sight. "Oh, [i]shit![/i]" This time I yelled. I'd been shot and the chance of me getting out of here alive was now [i]very[/i] slim. But I wasn't going to give up. With a deep breath, I closed my eyes and bit the inside of my cheek as I mustered up the strength to get back onto my feet. I stumbled before grabbing whatever bags I had dropped and kept going. Each step sending excruciating pain through my body. 
I breathed hard, letting stray tears stream down my cheeks as I tried power through. I fell every few or so steps, but I had to continue on. I couldn't die like this. Not here.