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April, 1994
Queensbridge, New York
I woke up at 8:00 am and I did my hygiene, got dressed then walked out the door and got in the elevator
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As I watched the number of the floor change it stopped at 5 then my eyebrows furrowed
The doors opened and I saw a person walk in that I've hoped I never saw again in order for me to stay out of jail
Once he saw me his eyes widened "h-hey m-miracle" he nervously said and I rolled my eyes as I pursed my lips
"DON'T 'HEY' ME MOTHAFUCKA WHERE THE HELL MY MONEY AT TYRONE?!?" I boomed at him as he jumped
He responded shakily "you don't gotta yell alright...... I- I don't got it yet but I swear-" I cut him off with a right blow to his cheek and he dropped to the floor
I knelt down to his unconscious body and warned him "If I don't see my money in 48 hours you'll get more than a punch in the face" I then kicked him in the stomach and he yelped in pain
The doors opened at the 1st floor then I told Tyrone once again "Don't forget my money Tyrone I'm not playing with you" I then walked out the elevator and walked outside into the queensbridge projects
As I walk to my destination I might as well tell you some things about myself, I'm Miracle I am 18 years old and I dropped out of the 8th grade then started selling drugs. I've been doing this in order to help pay my mothers medical bills, she has sickle cell disease. Don't get me wrong I tried to get a normal job but it wasn't working out no matter how hard I tried
