I sat at the bench licking my chocolate ice cream. I looked around at the other people in the park. It was a hot day in New York today and I was definitely going to take advantage of that. I smiled at the family standing across the park from me. The little girl was clinging to her mother's blue dress. Her chocolate colored hair was tied into a high ponytail on top of her little head. She was holding a small red balloon in her other hand. I sighed as I remember the days I spent with my family when I was younger. I looked around the beautiful greenery; suddenly spotting a man with blond hair and a strong build.
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Somedays I wish I had just turned away then run as far as I could from Steve; my life could have turned out a hell of a lot better if I had just shook his hand and walked of. But of course I stayed like the stupid person I was.
I heard a cry from behind me, a woman's cry, a sound I still hate to hear. I shot up and ran towards the sound dropping my icecream into a trash can and raced to aid the woman. I saw a woman being held down by a man and another man going through her purse. I ran towards the man holding her down.
I hit him in the gut before I grabbed his shirt and sent him flying into the wall. The second man pulled out a gun and pointed it at me.
