The ChaseA Story by Prince CharmingYour on the RUN ...THINK ..THINK ..This cant be it !“Yo bro we gotta get outa here”. As the sirens start
to get closer …brighter. “YO over here this ally way we can get to my house much
quicker “, “bet bet” as anonymous murmurs under his shallow breath … a sense
that …he Have been here before ...Again
maybe as I proceed down the ally way … first fence... second why do I feel this
way? Am I a criminal? …”S**T...ONE TIME
up ahead” as I yell to anonymous … “we got to reroute” … anonymous gives me dap
and says “one love” as he heads back into the Back streets …why? Knowing there
all out there? Does he have some type of...trick up his sleeve? As I lay in the
shadows I start to think... I start to pray …”NO you got yourself into THIS MESS!”
I can’t lay around I will be spotted. Now I’m on my own...DARKNESS engulfs the
whole neiborhood … nothing can be seen in this Blackness. I have to be very precautious
and extra quite. As I proceed to move against the wooden fence a beam of light
hit the houses ahead …sounds of a helicopter flood the neiborhood? …as I hide
under a wooden porch, I distinct dog starting barking ….and barking …”WOOF WOOF
WOOF”… just getting closer and closer. I Have to get out of this porch …I head
up on the porch …towards the house. As I laid up against their back door thinking...this
is it, Dogs BARKING , I can see Helicopters in the corner of my eyes … I glanced
to the right off me and there …laid an OPEN window. THINK …THINK! … AS I get up
and climbed through this flimsy window …, ITALIAN MUSIC, the sweet smell of lasagna,
pasta starting to take over as if I have forgotten the predicament I’m in. step...
by step... slowly...I must get to a dark corner so I can wait this off . “WHAT
THE HECK are you doing in my house?!”, before me stood a tall, Stocky, Old MAN,
with grey hair growing from his eye brows, we stare at each other for a few seconds,
no words ... as he watches the sweat drips from my skin on to his wooden floor,
“PLEASE SIR PLEASE HELP ME SOME KIDS ARE TRYING TO KILL ME AND I NEED TO WAIT
JUST 5 MINUTES”! As I drop to my Knees. The first thing I could’ve think of...Brute
force would’ve been too loud. As I think over and over to prevent me from resulting
to that. “UGHHHHH HONEY COME OVER HERE!” As he shouts. A hard footstep started
marching towards the commotion “WHAT THE HECK? WHO ARE YOU? HOW DIDYOU GET IN
HERE? HONEY GO GET YOUR GUN NOW!” As she stares into my soul … an old …SHORT
LADIE , I can tell she was very freighted , as I looked around I seen family
pictures , Animals, vacations ? , “PLEASE MAM PLEASE YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND SOME
KIDS ARE TRYING TO KILL ME AND I JUST NEED TO WAIT FOR 5 MINUTES.” A moment of silence
over took the room ….almost like we had went into another dimension... “GET THE
HECK OUT OF MY HOUSE” …as she points towards her front door, you lucky I don’t call
the cops on you! … As I move towards the front door...flashes of lights glares
through the window curtains as I start to think again ….is this over …I was so
close again! …. The door fly’s Open. A vague shout roars up and down the block,”
get the heck out my HOUSE” ….and at that MOMENT...every single person on the street,
sidewalk, everybody outside their houses all looked at me …”YOU KNOW WHAT??? FORGET
YOU AUNTY IM NEVER COMING BACK HERE AGAIN” … I YELLED NON CHALANTLY … AND BEGAN
TO WALK AWAY… ANONOMOUS... © 2016 Prince CharmingAuthor's Note
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Added on July 1, 2016 Last Updated on July 1, 2016 Tags: newyork, newyorkcity, drama, suspenseful, realistic, true story, cops, grandtheftauto AuthorPrince CharmingQueens , NYAboutBorn and Raised in Queens NY , LOVE acting , modeling , cinematography , choreography , traveling , guitars , comedy, blogging , advertising things i love , and SO SO much more , more.. |