i was on the grass next to the sidewalk outside my house, when this black guy came around the bushes, "What you got, what you" *slugs me in the face* (which splits my upper lip on the left half, slices the inside of my cheek, and causes one of my teeth to get pushed down and in so that it faces in towards my mouth) right after getting hit, he grabs my coat, spins me around and throws me into the middle of the street. from there he keeps hitting me everywhere, not sure how many times, but they didn't leave marks so much as make me keep my guard up, and so that i couldn't look up at him.
riffles through my pockets. hits me every time i try to answer his question. finally he lets me answer when he asks, "Where's your money?" 'In my wallet.' "Where's your wallet?" 'In my back pocket where else.' i told him to just let me get some things out of my wallet before he takes it, "I don't need the fucking wallet....All you got is $4?!" 'yeah, I don't carry money.' Then he hits me again and walks away, leaving me in the middle of the street...senseless.
he found my ipod, wallet, cell phone, and check card...but only took the $4 from my wallet. if i was anywhere but Mondamin St....I would have gotten run over with the time it took me to get up and out of the street.
the tooth to the right of my upper left canine tooth is the one that's messed up, i can't bite down enough to even cut a pickle slice in have to eat. which means i can't chew. and i may or may not loose this tooth.
riffles through my pockets. hits me every time i try to answer his question. finally he lets me answer when he asks, "Where's your money?" 'In my wallet.' "Where's your wallet?" 'In my back pocket where else.' i told him to just let me get some things out of my wallet before he takes it, "I don't need the fucking wallet....All you got is $4?!" 'yeah, I don't carry money.' Then he hits me again and walks away, leaving me in the middle of the street...senseless.
he found my ipod, wallet, cell phone, and check card...but only took the $4 from my wallet. if i was anywhere but Mondamin St....I would have gotten run over with the time it took me to get up and out of the street.
the tooth to the right of my upper left canine tooth is the one that's messed up, i can't bite down enough to even cut a pickle slice in have to eat. which means i can't chew. and i may or may not loose this tooth.
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