New York City:Life of a Common Girl

Truth is

I looked at jessie, "why did you theat me so i would have to come here?" Jessie looked at me, the night didn't hide my face, so she knew i was really,really mad. She was hereing a long black jacket and hat. I think it was so she didn't stand out . It really helped that she had dark eyes jet black hair. It also helped that her skin was really tan.

Jessie looked at me "truth is......."

“What??” I said.

“Oh, I’m just going to ask you to come with me,” said Jessie

“Why?” I said. I was really mad. I mean, come on who does this lady think she is?

“Look Zoë we can do this the easy way or the hard way.”

“Fine, I choose hard.” With that I ran down 5th street running with all the power a 13 year old can give. I know I wouldn’t be able to outrun Jessie. Jessie was clearly in better shape than I was. However she was also older then me by several years. So I kept running trying to find some place to hid e when I suddenly found out that Jessie was right behind me.

I looked behind me when Jessie hit me in the head with the end of her gun. Slowly everything around me went black.