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    Bandaid Brigade

    “Don’t be like that.” The same guy said. I picked up my pace, turning the corner. I heard there foot steps behind me. I turned to see if they were still there. Where had the other two gone? When I started to run, they did too.

    I reached the next corner and turned right before I realized the other two men were down at the end. I went to turn back but the other two were turning the corner. If I just threw my purse, they would leave me alone. I learned that from my dad.

    He taught me how to fight too. Couldn’t you break someone’s nose if you pushed it hard enough upward? I was running out of time remembering.

    “Leave me alone.” I told them. I started to cross the street to get farther away from them, they followed suit, and met me right in the middle of the road. “Please.” I said as the guy that spoke before pulled me to his chest. I pushed away and tried to break free.

    I was in a circle, all four of them surrounding me. It was a game to them. I didn’t know what to do. It was dark and no one was around. I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of hearing me scream. After what Rose and I had been through, I could handle this.

    “Why would we leave you alone, you found us, remember?” What? Ooh, he was answering me. It hadn’t really been a question. I glared at the one speaking. His friends laughed and another spoke up.

    “You begged us to take you, Sweetie.” Take me? What! No way, not happening… why was this happening to me again. I full out punched the guy who said that. He didn’t fall, but he looked shocked. The guy behind me pulled me back by my hair. I refused to lose my balance. I came down with my elbow into his gut; remember what Jasper told me about elbows hurting more than fists.

    The third one came up and pushed me to the ground. I caught myself with my palms but still skidded forward, getting marks on my palms and elbows. I couldn’t feel anything because of the adrenaline, I had a feeling my knees weren’t much better. I used my position on the ground to my advantage and took out the guy standing closest to me.

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