Muleberry street

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His body groaned in pain as he layed on the ground, bleeding. The asphalt was was hard and cold as his back hit the freezing surface, and his words came off as staticky and broken like a voice through one of those old phone lines. His vision was blurry but he could tell there where two men, maybe a man and a woman but he was definitely sure there where only two. He could hear murmers in the background. As hard as he tried he couldn't hear the exact words. It all sounded like they had a pillow over there mouth. He could make out foot steps, they where getting louder and quicker. He tried his best to scream, somthing was clogging his throat maybe they gave him a gag? Everything was dazey, but He could see a blue pair of shoes with white laces. They where the cheap ones you would get at the dollar store, he had bout them before he entered eigth grade. He let out a horse breathe hoping for more than choking on dry air. His voice let out a harsh whisper of nothing, that's when they realized he wasnt dead.

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