Writing Challenges

The fight

I was just walking home when I get ambushed and drug into an alley way, "Give us your money." I was held at knife point with a group of gang bangers keeping me from running. I just signed, "look man I dont have any money I just spent the last of it to pay my bills." The one with knife held said knife closer to my neck, "Bullshit I knows you have money all white boys like you do." This wasnt the first time and it aint gonna be the last, "Look man..." I fold out my hoodie and pants pockets and a literal moth flies out, "Ya see now let me go on my way and we'll forget about this." Just then he slashes at me cutting my arm and the goon to my left knees me in the side knocking me away and causing me to hold my side and the cholo on the left grabs me holding me up by my arms and the knife holder of the stereotypical mugger on the bad side of town, "You aint gots no moneys then wes gonna make sure you gets nones." He goes to hit me but I use the fat cholo behind me as support and drop my weight but lift my leg to kick the knifer away then I head but the cholo allowing me to get free as the Ed looking guy rushes me which I just step to the side to avoid and get into a basic boxers stance, "I'm not going to just let you hurt me" the knifer recovers and goes to hit me which I block and give him a left hook knocing out a tooth and I folloe it with a right jab breaking his nose and the cholo tries to tackle me which just caused him to hit a wall as I dodge which was followed by a plank of wood hitting my side making me stagger to the side holding my left as it becomes painful to breath and lower my guard and I'm met with a right knocking my head and my body following to right and then the cholo hits me I'm the gut making me fall winded and they all star to attack me kicking punching and smacking me with what they could find. Soon after so long of gettimg pumled I roll over and they stare at me pissed and the knife weilder grabs his knife a stilleto type and that the tip cutting my shirt and the other two grab my arms and the black man weilding the knife straddles me and starts to carve in my chest causing me to scream into the early evening sky and when he finishes he smiles standing as the Ed guy grabs my hand by my wrist. The black man looks at me, "Time for our calling card guy." The cholo grabsmy 4 fingers holing it up as the knife weilder rears back and with a quick thrust stabs my hand twisting it and drawing it out slowly. I was too tired to scream and he wipes the blood on my stomach in an X pattern saying, "X marks the spot." I prep myslef to die but it never comes and ad I open my eyes one swollen I'm met with the flashing of blue and red lights as I hear, "Put your hands in the air and drop the weapon." The man drops the knife ad I lay there limp and doctors came rushing up to me to stabalize me and continue their work as I heal.