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Sometimes when im outside or near a road I get this urge to run.I want to see whats over the thin line that sits on the edge of the paved tar.At night this need increases and I cry because I know that I am to much of a coward to go.My heart races at the thought of possible freedom waiting in the distance.I remember last fourth of july my foster mother actualy allowed me to go out and see the fireworks by myself.I stepped out into the cool air and imediatly started to run.I ran all the way down the street towards the school where I had seen the fireworks years before.The cold air burned my lungs and pain set into my side yet I had never felt that good in all my life.I ran until every single face of the surounding families melted into a single blur.It felt just like flying.At the end of the roadside I fell onto the sidewalk panting and smiling to myself then sat up just in time to see the explosion of colors filling the sky.I was free even if it was just for one night.