In a panic, I heaved myself through the bedroom window of my apartment. Maroon blood stained my hands and turned my white windowsill a deep red. I collapsed onto the floor, chest heaving and nerves ablaze.

Horrible thoughts raced through my head. What if they followed me home? What if they find out who my family is? What if they already have their sights on them?

Salty tears ran down my face as ...