Live Free or Let Me Die

Run. Keep going. Don't stop. Find the others. Get help.
Simple commands that seemed like, at the time, were the only things that were keeping me going. I had to go. I promised that I would listen and follow everything they said, not only because it was serious, but because they were my family. They were my parents. I had to listen. I was still a minor, hell, I was only 12. And so I ran. I ran and picked myself up every time I tripped and fell.
As I ran through the burning city, I heard the screams of innocents being brutally taken from their loved ones, and the cries of the loved ones who only desperately wanted their family and friends back, who only wanted for life to go back to normal. But it never would, and most accepted the fact.
And so I ran. Ran for my sake and theirs. Ran in the hopes of being reunited with my family and friends so that I could live my life happily because they didn't. Couldn't.
I knew that I was being chased, but I didn't know by whom. I was getting close to the city limits, close to freedom, when I heard the scream. Yeah, there was a ton of screams, but this one was more distinct. I had known the owner my entire life, being sisters and all. I stopped dead in my tracks, panting and searching for her.
"Annie! Annie! Where are you?!" I screamed for my beloved older sister. I turned a corner and was tackled to the ground by none other than Annie.
"OH MY GOD! RONY! YOURE OKAY! THANK YOU! COME ON! GET UP! WE HAVE TO KEEP MOVING AND GET OUT OF HERE FAST!" She screamed at me.
But I couldn't move.
"B-but what about Mommy and Daddy and Zak? Are they already there?"
That's when I noticed the tears that were trickling down her face. As soon as I asked her, the slight trickle turned into a steady stream. And then I knew. They were never coming home. Ever. And I was devastated. Frozen by the pain in my heart. I didn't even get to formally say goodbye and give them a hug or kiss or even tell them that I loved them so much. Well, I did and I'm pretty sure that they know but I never got to actually say it with them paying full attention.
But I wasn't going to show it. I was going to do what I've been doing for almost my whole life and mask my felling so that I could be strong for others. Once we get out of here and to safety is when I would be able to let it all out and grieve over the loss of my family. So I get up and grabbed my older sister by the wrist and dragged her along with me as we ran to the city limits.
…10 feet…
…So close I can taste it. Just have to keep moving…
…5 feet…
…Come on legs! You've made it this far, you can't stop now…
…1 foot…
…The screams and heat are fading away. So close to freedom. Even if only Annie and I make it, at least we have each other…
…Free… almost…
We make it out of the city as a bomb goes off, the two of us being thrown forward and off our feet to our hands and knees.
A car drives past us and stops a few feet in front of us. Two guys in white suits get out and begin to near us, no weapons visible.
"Come with us," one says.
"We only want to help," the other says.
I hear Annie sigh in relief next to me but I know something is up. They are… too suspicious… and they look like the men who came into our home… but… no… these men aren't as tall. And then it hits me.
'Damn slow mind!' I think, and then say aloud, "No! Don't trust them! Annie they're just like the ones who killed Mommy and Daddy and Zak! Don't trust them!" But it's too late. She has already given one of them her hand to help her up.
The man smirks. "She's a smart one. Get her." Annie's eyes widen at her mistake and she begins to struggle. The other man grabs my wrist but I manage to break free of his grasp and run to Annie.
Then the guns come out.
'So that's where they were! Hiding! Oh! But where were they hiding- DAMNIT MIND! FOCUS FOR ONCE! Ok! Get Annie. Get safe. Don't get shot… or at least don't die.' I said to myself.
I charged the man that held my sister captive. He moved a brought Annie to her knees. He had the gun to her back.
"NO!" I yelled.
The man smirked.
"I love you, Rony. Don't forget that. We all do. Even if I don't make it, run. Hide. Be safe. Live like you normally would. I love you so mu-" she was cut off by the gun being raised to her head and the trigger being pulled. A small scream came from her before her body slumped to the ground. I stood there, shocked and scared. Numb by the fact that I probably just lost the last of my family. The last of my loved ones.
I screamed.
And screamed.
And screamed.
The two men just laughed. My sister's murderer raised his gun at me, still laughing, that idiotic smirk still plastered on his stupid face.
"How cute. How touching. Too bad it was cut short," he said. "And now you can join them."
I screamed again and my body finally reacted. So I began running again.
Everything began to shake.
Wait.
Shake?
Griz.
HUH?
GRIZ!
What the-
GRIZLY!
I opened my eyes only to find myself looking into green ones.
"Huh? Wha- oh. Damn nightmares." I muttered.
"Yeah. 'Damn nightmares.' But I'm just gonna have to let you off this time, Griz. It is the first one in, what, a few months? Eh, seems about right. Anyways, don't go back to sleep. It's your turn for watch." He said. The only guy in our little group.  
Speed Demon.
Whatever. Get some sleep. Maybe you'll have better luck than me." I replied.
Speed lay down and within seconds he was asleep.
The nightmare continued to play in my mind, different bits randomly.

This was gonna be a LONG night.