Witnessed A Monster: Location One

Prologue

    I ran swiftly, gliding through the dark brown glow of the alley. Quickly shifting to smaller alleys as I hear their bullets scream past me. I take a quick turn to the left and pant trying to catch a breath while my back and hands pressed against the wall as if I was trying to fuse through it. It seems to work as the gang shoots past me. My head follows to the side as one of the member’s foot flies past the corner of my vision. I sigh and turn to follow the path of the alley I was in, in case they are still looking within that one. Crap, the gate is locked. I rattle it a bit to see if its a faulty lock. Once I realise that won’t work I result to piling up the soggy boxes filled with fies ontop of eachother. I climb over briskly, my gag reflexes kicking in as I shimmy over the side cutting my hand pretty good. I wince at  the pain as the gate gave its last rattles and footsteps pound in the distance. From here I knew my way pretty well. I swayed into the darkness as my head ran with my heart pumping through it. 
    The gang had found out about my family’s part to play in their money being snagged out from underneath them, and with my father’s untimely death they are pretty determined to make it back. With all this pressure on my back its been pretty rough to say the least, taking care of the funeral expenses with all the gambling debt we still owe off my fathers endless list of burdens. Honestly, if it were my choice I would rather drop off the edge of this earth than deal with this. I’d never have a normal life, not with this. My mom was stuck inside the house and is slowly whittling away. We’re living off relatives, fake disability checks, and my father’s life insurance check. We were living like dogs, thrown a bone once and a while if lucky, the only good thing we had was our house the only thing my father had won in his gambling addiction.