I’ve never been one to be the center of attention; I’ve done well blending into the crowd. But as everyone’s eyes and ears are trained in my direction, the uncomfortable feeling settles deep into my belly. Whispers come from every corner as my name is plastered across televisions, spoken about on radio stations, and is the center of everyone’s conversation.
I didn’t commit the act the police have branded a number one suspect of, and now it’s my time to decide how I’ll let the definition of fear influence my life. Do I face everything and rise, or forget everything and run?