Tragic Ex

t was pounding as hard as I ran as fast as possible. The fear, pain, and sheer thought of what the police will do to me kept the push in my step. I was moving as fast

nd, trying to decide which way to turn. I chose to go right, and when I

meone's car, using their tires as coverage. I see the bright searchlight aimed in my direction. The cops are s

took

in my ears hours later! I had never heard gu

light bulbs and dark hallway, I ended up at the right place but at the wrong time! I tried to ignore the two men and a woman arguin

is man beating the lady without mercy! My conscience wouldn't allow me as a man to stand there and witness some

he hallway, "Hey!

little time to react. I felt something warm go through my body, but I thought my adrenaline kicked. Everything happened so fast. I don't think I realized I had become a target!

! The guy is still in the hallway! He's the one who

Then when he pointed that gun at me and pulled the trigger, I was flabbergasted and left so confused! I managed to get down when he shot off his gun again! That poor woman must be de

enaline, along with vivid images that will be forever carved into my brain of actually seeing that girl

eing mistaken as a criminal by all my neighbors! I don't visibly remember anyone coming out of their

g away from what turned out

ly a few months. Brenda, my girlfriend, had met my neighbor several times. I hadn't even had the

g garage. But that seemed impossible. The place was crawling with the police. I could see them as I stood behind the light pole at the corn

ding! The more he ran or walked, the more I lost blood. I had to get some help. Raphael was the only person I thought of

and surrounded the area. There was no way I could return home, and I couldn't go to the

cale, quite some distance from where he lived. I became exhausted

dlights. Unfortunately, I didn't realize the lights belonged to a cop's car because of my state of mind. But when the car star

n't just the smell of feces. The scent of drug users and dealers, hookers, and other deviants had been there. I wa

it on my bleeding arm and shoulder to slow down blood loss. I even rummaged through the trash bends

hysical state of mind. A dog barked in the distance, followed by the unmistakable yelp! At the sound of a wounded animal! S

see an emergency hospital sign. I was suffering, but I hid while waiting in the back of the emergency parking l

d a car door open." I tested each doo

nyone to help me. My mind had darkened, telli