I walked down the streets of New York and looked for easy victims. My gaze fell on a shy looking brunette and I walked up behind him. My hand slid into his pocket and pulled out a heavy wallet. I was halfway through putting it into my pocket when a hand stopped me. I looked up and met the brunette's gaze.
"What do you think you're doing?" He asked.
"No homo!" I shouted and ran.
After twists and turns I looked back and he wasn't there. I ran and looked forward and ran into said man.
Before he could grab me I ran into the streets without checking for cars. Big mistake. A semi came through and collided with my head before darkness.
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I opened my eyes and immediately shut them after the sight of doctors hovering over me. I reopened them to see all of them sitting around me. Not all doctors.
"What do you remember?" The man from earlier asked.
"A semi-truck, darkness and you."
I attempted to get up, putting out my right hand to aid me when I fallback, being unsupported by my arm. I looked at my right side and my breath hitched. My arm was gone.
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Random"I looked up into the eyes of the brunette and saw something in him that was familiar. Myself. This man was my father- I knew it." Jamey Lee was a 13-year-old orphan who was getting abused at his orphanage. One day, while pickpocketing on the street...
