After the door shuts and the footsteps died, I still stayed hidden. I wasn’t taking any chances. These kids would beat me to a pulp. They had chased me all the way from school, across the tracks, even into the church, where I managed to jump out a window just in time. They saw me though and followed me.
I don’t think they were sure exactly where I went, in this abandoned factory. They could very well split up and watch all the exits. I think I’ll just stay put for an hour before I peek out.
They want me to join their gang. I’m trying to avoid all gangs, although affiliating with one would protect me from the others. Oh, I just want to be left alone. Why can’t they let me be?
Whoa…I must have dozed off. I’m lucky I haven’t suffocated to death. It’s darn hot in this crawl space. For sure, it’s safe to sneak out, now.
Wow, it’s dark. My cell phone tells me it’s seven o’clock. I better call my grandmother and tell her I’ll be home soon. I wish we could afford to move out of this neighborhood with all its gangs. I hate it here.
I’ve been shot. “Help me. Somebody…help”, I cry out after the door shuts and footsteps fade away.