My eyes flutter open and my vision resets as I see light shooting across the dark dingy basement from a window. I start moving my limbs checking if I'm still in one piece, I can feel the cold hard ground beneath me, I feel the corner where the walls meet behind my back, I look around the room and I see stairs. I force myself onto my feet, I can feel the pain shooting through my body when I push myself to the stairs, I go up One Step at a Time. Left Foot, Right Foot, Left Foot, Right Foot, I make it to the top and I've tried so hard to lift my arm to the doorknob, it takes even more of the little energy and strength I have to get it open I don't know where I am suddenly I hear a door open a few voices come through I panic and I start running away from the voices towards the window then when the voices get closer and closer and closer. The force I have to apply to get it open, my body aches, I see them coming towards me. I thought they would catch me, I saw my life flash before my eyes praying I wouldn't black out again. I jump out the window, I hear them screaming. I land in a bushel and I start running through the fog. I can barely see, I can barely move, I can barely think or remember where I'm going, but I keep going. I finally reached the main road after it feels like hours of running have gone by. I begin running towards my house but I feel like I just keep getting farther and further away, until finally, I get to the corner I see my mom worried with neighbors and police officers swarming around her she sees me and she bolts towards me and hugs me as I Collapse In Her Arms barely alive it feels like a safety blanket wrapped around me and I’m immediately overwhelming love, as it slowly melts away the pain, danger, risk, fear, anxiety, doubt, and urgency to stay alive. At that moment all I wanted, all I craved was one more minute, one more hug, one more breath, one more moment, I realized that we don't remember days we remember moments and this is a moment I would never forget. I feel guilt and regret collapse on my chest, I whisper to my mother still embraced in her arms “I should have listened, I'm so sorry I'll never disobey you ever again.” “It's ok, you're ok, we're ok, your safety is all that matters but you should have listened.”