I started doing my homework at around 4. Like I said before, I hate Social Studies. I was reading my assignment and the next thing I knew it was 7 and I was starving. Sarah hasn't come home yet so she must be at the Curtis house. I guess I should stop by and get something to eat. They don't live to far away, just a few streets over. It was dark so I brought my flashlight. I slipped on my combat boots and I was on my way. I wasn't afraid of walking alone, I do it all the time. Darry warns me to be careful but I just shrug it off, what's gonna happen. As I was walking, what looked like a blue mustang slowed down as they drove past me. I didn't think much of it and kept walking. They passed but when I got to the corner, there they were again. I saw them standing outside the car, it was like they were waiting for me. My first instinct was to run, so I did. Of course they chased me down. One tackled me saying "where are you going greaser? We just wanna talk" "let go of me!" I started shouting trying to escape is grip on me. I felt one punch and it was over.
