Panic sets in. I start to run, my hair bouncing wildly on my back, my breath starts in an erratic rhythm. I'm running, faster and faster away from the world, away from all the pain, away from you. My legs are churning beneath me, I keep going faster, picking up speed, and my heart is throwing itself against my rib cage. I just need to get away, hide and it hurts so much...I hurt. I'm running, but I can't run away fast enough!