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2 HOURS BEFORE THE 'INCIDENT'

"In Another Life, I Surely Was There"_______

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"In Another Life, I Surely Was There"
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sometimes you feel like you've been somewhere before, i think they call it Deja vu? only problem is i've never even attempted to hold a conversation with these people, yet i was in the car with them.

nobody in this car seemed to really have a common interest, except for the fact we all just so happened to be black.

"Y'all wanna smoke a blunt?" The boy who was in my grade asked out of no where. I think his name is diamond or some shit, i didn't bother to ask i just wanted to go home at this point.

the older boy who said his name was 'zay' who's car we were in looked at him like he was crazy. "nigga, not in my car. are you slow or sum?" he said looking back at him. "My bad" the diamond boy replied.

Most people are smart, if they see the police they run, even if it had nothing to do with it,so that's exactly what we did;ran.
maybe it was fate that led us to meet each other at the exact same mcdonald's at the same time, all out of breath, scared out of our minds. Maybe it was, but right now it seems like the devil himself only could have created a situation like this.

You see, it's currently 2am, my curfew was at 9 and not only was it violently raining and thundering outside, Zay couldn't drive for shit.

"Could you drive any fucking faster?" This really pretty senior girl asked who was riding shotgun, i'm guessing they knew each other since they seemed to be the main ones interacting in this damn car.

"I'm sorry i care about my damn life lyric, if you wanted someone reckless you could have called an uber. " zay snapped, he seemed to be on edge since he offered us that damn ride. "oh shit" diamond boy commented laughing, i looked over at him. poor boy wanted to smoke and he was already high as a kite.

nobody seemed to say much after that, i just closed my eyes and felt myself sink farther into the back seat as i drifted off into sleep.

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there

were

only

27 days

in 2019

where the police

did not

kill someone

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