Everything Is Not What It Seems

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I sat and watched the little girl dance her heart away as her mother watched. The subway had just shown up but as everyone knows im not getting on. The little tips they give doesnt do anything but im grateful also its a little helpful. Some people look at me and think im a hobo or a crack head. You know no one really knows what happened until you tell them. Well thats just if you have someone to tell. I have no one and I know that. I wish I had at least one person. I've been sitting here for months. I would say 3 at the most. Im starving and I've already spent the two dollars I had saved for today.

A young teenage looking boy walked to a pole next to me and just stared making me uncomfortable.

"You look like somebody I used to know...... I hated her..... She always acted like the world owed her something she was just a rich snobby bitch..... Thats probably how you were and acted" he said still staring as I looked around to see who he was talking to but his gaze stayed on me.

"What did you just say to me" I asked putting my hands in my pocket jacket.

"I said you look like you used to be a rich... snobby... bitch" he said taking a small pack of weed out his pocket.

I got up and walked away. Welp there goes my sitting spot.

"Your going to walk away instead of saying something" he said not taking a hint so I kept walking.

"You a scary ass bitch" he said walking after me.

"Excuse you" I said when he stepped in front of me.

"Yo Rocky leave that girl alone" I heard a man say and he turned around.

"Finally...Nigga where you been" he said walking over and they did a little hand shake.

I sighed and walked back to my original spot sitting back down.

'That's the most thing a person has said to me and what he just said is Bullshit' I thought watch the bus leave again.

"I FOUND YOU YOU LITTLE BITCH" I heard my moms voice say as her and my step dad walked up to me.

As I was about to run away he pulled my hair and yanked me back against the wall as I groaned and tried to fight back.

"Let go I don't owe you any thing... LET ME GOO" I scream to the top of my lungs on the verge of tears as people watched.

"Hey whats wrong with u... Let her go" the man who told the other man who was messing with me to stop said pushing my stepfather off of me.

They started fighting as the other rude one put his phone in his pocket then pulled out a gun as if it was nothing then fired a shot into the air making everyone scatter and me drop to the ground.

"Come on man" he yelled before running off.

"U coming too" the other man said before pulling me up and running with my hand in his.

We finally came to a stop behind the rude guy with the braids.

"Yo what the fuck was that Ferg... You don't even know her" he said yelling at him.