I turned away and walked through the rain. I looked back at
what I had done one last time, and took a polaroid, knowing it wouldn’t last
forever I wanted to remember the occasion, I could hear sirens coming around
the corner, I ran. But didn’t get far. Someone blindsided me I was tackled to
the ground “I didn’t get this far to be stopped by some do good citizen”, I
punched him in the face and scrambled to my feet and started to run, when I
heard him getting up, so I turned back and stamped his head in with my size ten
Nikes. I heard a distinct cracking and saw blood pour from his face. I quickly
swapped my shoes with a dead man and kept running.
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