There she laid, lifeless on the floor, gasping for air, calling for help. Yet no one heard her. As she struggled to pick herself up someone walked thru the door. "CATHY!!!", Raven screamed. Not knowing what to do or what had happened earlier that day.
Cathy tried over and over again to speak and tell Raven what had happened, but nothing but blood seemed to come out of her mouth. As Raven struggled to help Cathy into the chair she picked up her phone to call 9-11. "NO!", Cathy brought herself to. "Don't call them, they can't help me. Just get me up and call my girls.", she struggled to sit up.
Just as Raven goes to get a towel to wipe Cathy's face she finds notes all around the kitchen. One read "I'm coming for you bitch.". Others read "Watch your back.", "Be careful what you say, you never know who's looking.".
Raven grabs a towel and heads back to the living room. "Cathy what is this?", she yelled as she showed Cathy the notes. "Nothing.", Cathy yelled grabbing for them. Raven pulled away. "Are you out there fucking with those streets again?", Raven yelled in anger.
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Where Will My Soul Go
Teen FictionBeing head in charge sometimes gets you hurt. Street life is not a life for everyone. Sometimes you have to know when to fall back and watch as things fall into place.