—hit me and i ran he came after stop i said don’t i said stop but the gun and his face horrible i ran bang—

—heaved as i tried to make the car go faster hit someone i hit i don’t know fuck fuck crash the glass he won’t stop why won’t he i swerved in the mirror his face oh my god he’ll kill—

—so tired i can’t stop he’s coming i stole i told them i don’t know what i can if he knows where i am have to keep on the fucking car why can’t you go faster shit i stole a piece of—

—keep going keep going i’m out now can’t think where i can go and sometimes his face he’s right behind but i open my eyes and oh god if i could just close them for a little i want to sleep oh so badly just for a little just for a little minute just—