Same old thing

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"Mom, step on it." I screamed at my mom. "What's the rush honey?" My mom replied. I sighed and looked at my mom desperately and said,"Please, please, please, please, PLEASE!!!!" My mom looked at me with a weird look on her face."Fine." She finally said. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I replied.

My mom and Annabelle's mom both agreed to meet at Chipotle for a celebration lunch that we were ok. Annabelle and I were still a little weak so we were in the car when our moms parked in the parking lot. Just to add to my luck, I saw a truck pull into the parking space right next to us. A black Jeep with tinted windows and of course to top it all off, one with a license plate of STALKER.

My mom noticed my expression when I saw the truck. "Are you ok honey?" My mom said. "I'm just fine mom." I muttered. "Ok then sweetheart." My mom replied. As my mom rolled me out of the car I heard a sound. It was coming from the Jeep next to us. It sounded like a camera taking a picture. A whole lot of them. Suddenly, the truck door opened. And out came a foot. "Mom, watch out. We're gonna fall!" The wheelchair made impact with the foot and then it tipped over. I flew out of the wheelchair and onto the street.

Just then a car was coming. All I remember was the crunch of my bones and the pain. When I woke up, I was in the hospital once again. My mom was so sad thinking that it was all her fault when it wasn't. It was the stalker's.

Mom told the police about what happened and how the foot came out of the truck. They said to describe the truck and she said black Jeep with tinted windows but she didn't know what was on the license plate. The police officers said they are a lot of Jeeps with tinted windows on the road so they could not find the truck.

When I got out of the hospital I was in a full body cast. Just to add to the terrific day I was having, I saw someone down the street. The person looked familiar. Almost to familiar. I gasped. Tessa.

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