"Eren!" you called."Eren! Where are you!? Eren!" Everyone was staring at you. You were frantic, in a panic. There you were, 10 years old living in the Shiganshina District. Everything used to be so great...
Blood trickled down you forehead. The floor board must've hit you hard. Your house was gone, crushed under the foot of a titan. Your parents, gone. The beast's ankle was only a foot from your face.
You were crying at this point. Screaming. "Eren!!! Mikasa!!! Eren!!!!"
The other screams were muffled by your panic. People were running past you, fleeing into boats and running for the next wall. "It's over..." you mutter as you slow down. "Everything's over..." You come to a halt as the tears flow more. "No... I don't want to die... Eren... Armin... Mikasa... No... No..."
You're swooped off your feet by a member of the Garrison. He's carrying you towards the boats. "No more... Please no more.." you mutter. Your eyes begin to shut slowly, the noise is fading.