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I recently moved into my apartment in New York I've alway like being by myself since my father was very over protective. But one night i kept hearing a boy yelling at his mother asking for money but your weren't sure why
"Give me money you fucking bitch!"
I looked through the peek hole from my door seeing the boy sliding down the wall ripping his hat off his head making his blonde hair fall in his face
"It hurts ma it hurts so bad!"
He had bags under his eyes the boy looked very tired and maybe on drugs? What if he's trouble?
I slowly unlock my door stepping outside the door
"Uh sir d-do you need some help?" I ask taking a step towards him
This made him move his eyes off the ground now looking at me,tears streaming down his face
"No lady, why don't you mind your damn business and go back to your apartment"
I heard sirens coming from outside guessing the lady he was yelling at called them
"Listen you could weather go to jail or come with me and clean your up because you clearly need it" I said with a bit of an attitude
The boy sat there for a while thinking about his choice after about thirty seconds he finally stood up making his way toward me.
