Jamy was running down the streets feet pounding after her. Gunshots sounded loudly and bullets flew and chased her, nearly killing her. Flying right past her head. Her heart felt as if it was about to explode. The rain poured down freezing her cold blonde hair. Jamy doesn’t even know what she did to get these people to chase her. All she knows is that if she doesn’t hide she is dead.She ran for dear life and ducked around to an alleyway and kept running. The cold harsh winds of the winter night where chilling against her soft cold skin only kept warm by her light jacket and blouse. She just kept running until she stopped hearing footsteps and they finally lost her. She could feel the cold air rush out of her throat freezing it along with the rest of her body. Cold,it’s all she felt,the chills chipping and freezing the sweat as it tries to run down her cheek.