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Continued....
"Where? Where did he do it, where is he at?" asked Scott, and right away he told him. The 4 guys took off down the side walk in search for the gray hooded bandit and of course, trouble...
Megan and I sat debating on whether or not they were going to die and of course should we follow and prevent it. We decieded, out of the kindness of our heart,the protectiveness that all women have for loved ones, and (talking mostly about Kelsey here) out of curiosity and thrill.
When we got there, a black guy in a hoodie showed up. Scott clutched his bag o'candy,gave Ross his cane, and turned the group to walk the opposite way of the bag snatcher.
Jordan (the bag snatcher)came up to Scott and told him he was gonna steal his bag,and they argued about it for about two minutes. I didnt hear mcuh because I was laughing, of which i dont completely understand why...
Any ways, after Ross scolded me, I looked back to see there were two more guys, circling Scott,who by atleast 2 to 4 inches rose above them. 'Shit' was my only thought and I began walking to them.Stefone (one of cirlce of 3) began to stir the anger and testosterone.
'Shit' again, as Jordan, apparently agreeing that Scott needed his ace kicked, and not too swiftly jerked off his sweater. As soon as the sweater hit the ground, Jordan swung awkwardly and hit Scott in the cheek. As soon as contact was made and Scott was still stunned, the others grabbed him and threw him to the ground, kicking him any where they could. The girls shouted:(or maybe it was just me,I dont really remeber)"Get off him," "Get off", "And fuck heads!" I imagine you can tell which one I was responsible for...
I got suddenly brave and pushed the two closest to me out of the way and grabbed up Scott. On my way down, I noticed something in Mitchell obviously had snapped. I knew this because he damn near tackled the 3rd guy. (who, by-the-way, fell on his ASS!!!)We walked away, my holding on to Scotts shirt sleeve and the others trailing behind us. It didnt take long for Scott to get back to normal, cause 10 seconds after I had begun to hold his shirt, he told me to let go of his shirt, or to instead hold on to his hand. I told him I couldnt do that, and so hence didnt.
The cops were called, and things got some what sorted out. We didnt find Kelseys bag or her medicine. And good ole Scott didnt press charges, but all ended well. And thats all that we really need.
"Where? Where did he do it, where is he at?" asked Scott, and right away he told him. The 4 guys took off down the side walk in search for the gray hooded bandit and of course, trouble...
Megan and I sat debating on whether or not they were going to die and of course should we follow and prevent it. We decieded, out of the kindness of our heart,the protectiveness that all women have for loved ones, and (talking mostly about Kelsey here) out of curiosity and thrill.
When we got there, a black guy in a hoodie showed up. Scott clutched his bag o'candy,gave Ross his cane, and turned the group to walk the opposite way of the bag snatcher.
Jordan (the bag snatcher)came up to Scott and told him he was gonna steal his bag,and they argued about it for about two minutes. I didnt hear mcuh because I was laughing, of which i dont completely understand why...
Any ways, after Ross scolded me, I looked back to see there were two more guys, circling Scott,who by atleast 2 to 4 inches rose above them. 'Shit' was my only thought and I began walking to them.Stefone (one of cirlce of 3) began to stir the anger and testosterone.
'Shit' again, as Jordan, apparently agreeing that Scott needed his ace kicked, and not too swiftly jerked off his sweater. As soon as the sweater hit the ground, Jordan swung awkwardly and hit Scott in the cheek. As soon as contact was made and Scott was still stunned, the others grabbed him and threw him to the ground, kicking him any where they could. The girls shouted:(or maybe it was just me,I dont really remeber)"Get off him," "Get off", "And fuck heads!" I imagine you can tell which one I was responsible for...
I got suddenly brave and pushed the two closest to me out of the way and grabbed up Scott. On my way down, I noticed something in Mitchell obviously had snapped. I knew this because he damn near tackled the 3rd guy. (who, by-the-way, fell on his ASS!!!)We walked away, my holding on to Scotts shirt sleeve and the others trailing behind us. It didnt take long for Scott to get back to normal, cause 10 seconds after I had begun to hold his shirt, he told me to let go of his shirt, or to instead hold on to his hand. I told him I couldnt do that, and so hence didnt.
The cops were called, and things got some what sorted out. We didnt find Kelseys bag or her medicine. And good ole Scott didnt press charges, but all ended well. And thats all that we really need.