Part 2
We jumped from three stories up from out of the hole, but there was a ladder on the side of the ukuta that we grabbed before we hit concrete. I guess we just got lucky. We clambered down the ladder and ran until the school was out of sight. We all collapsed under a big oak tree, out of breath. “Katelyn, wewe okay?” Matthew asked. I nodded, coughing. “You sure?” He pressed. “I’m fine, okay?” I lied through coughs. I think I’m fine… I thought. I never really told anybody this, but I have minor asthma. Only two people know about my problem. Dad and then Matt. And of course...
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