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e nodded in response and waved, I waved right back blowing her kisses. The walk from my home to Zoey's was quite a distance but I walked either way, I had no choice. There were boys who filtered around the neighborhood calling out to girls. They were either drinking, chatting, or laughing so loudly that they could be

walked down further and checked my bag for my phone to inform her I was close by so she could tell her security to come stay at the gate in order to await my arrival. Searching my bag further, I couldn't find my phone and I knew I had to return home to get it,

oe. They sounded furious and at the same time controlled their tone, in order not to alarm the neighbors. I continued looking until one of the men said " I have had a lot of this back and forth, we gave you a job, and you fumbled and misplaced a large sum of the returns" Looking at Papa, he pointed a gun and said " I never thought I'd be able to do this to you after these years together, but the rules are the rules " He then shot Papa straight in the head. Papa's body fell creating a loud thud sound on the fall and I could hear Mama

ld hit my face and I'd wake up from this deep slumber. But that didn't happen. The further I ran, the more my heart felt heavy. I hadn't realized that Aunt Trish had been calling my name since I ran past her stall, crying and unresponsive to her call. She is now running behind me, trying to catch up with me as I'm trying to drift away from this agony that has now become my reality, the burden that plays its role as a heavy baggage. She kept on chasing me and I kept on running as far a