As the van came closer, I started to walk faster but the van sped up. I started to run. But again the van sped up. When the van was next to me, I screamed. But I remembered that in my neighborhood if someone screams they probably got shot. The van stopped I kept running when I was nearly to my house I fell. A really fat dude jumped on me. I thought crap my gun is in my bag o god please don’t take my bag. Of course another lighter guy took it. By now the fatty was holding my arm in a death grip and we were in the van.I kept struggling, but then I remembered a guy’s biggest weakness. I kneed them. They both yelled out “WHAT THE FU**!!!” as groaning in painI tried to open the van door but couldn’t. Might as well get they’re info. “ So what’s your guy’s name?”. The skinny dude said “ Hey babe.”
guess who!
