"if i go tonight, i doubt the world would change."
"i just pray they don't forget my name."
Clouded - Brent Faiyaz
Jasmine Amira Taylor 17
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" he think da wrld aint gon change if he dies. bitch yes tf it is."
i saw him right than and there get stabbed in his hip.
he fell to the ground holding onto his wound.
dropping the broomstick he was holding chasing this opp nigga.
my other friend ran off along with the nigga who stabbed him.
i ran over to notti putting pressure on his wound, while he groaned.
"bae it's gonna be ok..i promise i aint gonna let you die." i said to him while putting one hand on the wound while the other was looking in my purse for something to help him.
"is anybody gon remember me?" he asked me while looking up at the ceiling.
"yes ofc. yk dd, ddot, and the whole gang gon remember you." i said to him
i held his back up against one of the pillars in the subway station.
he groaned even more when i put more pressure onto his wound while dialing 911.
"if i go tonight, i doubt the world would change" he said while letting go of his wound putting his head on my shoulder.
i could see his eyelids were closing and his eyes were rolling to the back of his head.
"baby, put ur hand back on ur wound." i said while putting my phone down.
he put his hand back on his wound, but just by his eyes i could tell he wasn't going to make it.
tears ran down my face as i ran out the subway screaming out for help.
i ran back inside the subway seeing notti and his eye moving just a little.
as i took my last step next to him, his last breath, and last word were taken.
"i just pray they don't forget my name."
he said as he took his last breath.
i put my hand on his wrist checking his pulse.
"there's no pulse." i said while i felt a ball in my throat.
i cried and cried. waiting for the police to come and help him.
after 15 minutes the police showed up.
i could tell there was no saving him.
he was already up in heaven.
i watched as the police put his body on one of those carry-up's.
