Death Stare Upon

Death Stare Upon

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jul 8, 2016
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Looking around I grabbed my momma hand tight as a large crowd slowly formed around the store as we made our way out the store. People was running over with their phones in their hands, many screamed and shouted, others cried, I was confused of the incident what the big fuss was I guess it was another fight or something I stuck tight to my momma making sure no one touched her. Around this time, everybody start acting like animals stealing and all. "I got you momma, shaking my head I looked at the crowd "people can't act civil even if their lives depended on it" "You hush up now before that mouth get you caught in that mess, see this is what I'm always telling you children to stay out the streets, there no good for yall" she shook her head and I just looked away "Yeah I know momma I hear ya but you know my friends and I just want to play ball, we not joining any gangs I promise..." "Yall know better id beat the black off yall tell if I find yall around in crap you know supposed to be in" she took a quick glance at me
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Marshall's POV. I had just gotten off the tour bus and hopping in this 7-eleven that I hoped had some Red Bull and Nacho's cause after being stuck on that bus for 7 hours and everyone eating up all the food.. I was absolutely starving. I quickly got in the store with my hood down seeing that no one was really around to recognize me but just in case I grabbed all the items that I thought was necessary to make sure I wouldn't get hungry any time soon. Then I went up to the counter and saw the cashier who was busy talking on her phone instead of paying attention to the customers like she should be doing. "Yo, i'm ready to be rung up." I said hoping she would get off the phone. "No, what your ready for is a new hair style, your hair looks like one of those yellow scrub brushes you would buy at the Family Dollar store down the street." She retorted. And that's where it all began..

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