We all ran through the field as fast as we could. In the distance, I could see the dark green buses through the thick gray smoke. "We're almost there!" I shouted, ducking and dodging the occasional bullet that whizzed past my ear. After running for about two minutes straight, my breathing became rather difficult. I was wheezing. I could feel myself slowing down, but we were so close. The others were beginning to zoom past me. I couldn't breathe. "Come on, Daisy!" Someone grabbed my arm and pulled me along with them. In just a minute, we were trudging up the three stairs of the bus. Making my way to the back of the bus, I plopped down in a seat and began to look around to see if we all made it. "Where's." I paused, taking a deep breath. "Sam." I breathed out. I didn't see him, I peered out the window at the chaos outside as I dug through my pocket the inhaler I kept with me in case of an emergency. I had asthma, but it almost never bothered me until now. Taking a puff from my inhaler, I sighed, trying to get my breathing back on track. I didn't see Sam anywhere.