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Nov 2019
While walking down the alley
There stood a guy with
something like a gun in his pocket
My eyes popped out of their sockets
My heart started beating off beat
Not sure exactly what to think
Am I supposed to run?
Am I about to be robbed?
Oh, he began to move towards me
Oh my, he looked really mean
He pulled the thing out and it was a gun
Give me your phone! Give me your wallet!
With teary eyes and trembling voice,
You can have it all, please let me live!
Plea...please...please... Let me leave!
Run for your life, do not look back he said
After running for a few minutes,
Turned back and it was all a dream!
Gods1son
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Gods1son  26/M/Canada
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