Post by Republicas Gloria on Aug 31, 2007 13:26:21 GMT -5
I'm 15, and this particular event occurred about 5 months ago during the last few months of school. I was walking home from my bus with an 11 year old girl who lived around the corner from me, and I noticed a small Volkswagen Bug with tinted windows and a crappy paint job slowly moving about 100 feet away from us in the direction we were going. I didn't think much of it...but I noted it in my head. So, me and the 11 year old went separate ways when I turned down my street. I was half-way to my house when I heard a girl scream, and I was pretty sure it was the one I was walking with earlier.
I threw my bag down in a yard and ran back the way I had come from and partly concealed myself behind some bushes that surrounded a tree in the corner house's yard. I looked down the direction the girl was headed and I saw the notebook she was carrying laying on the sidewalk, the Volkswagen bug driver door closing, and then it started to speed off. I turned around and was ready to run to my house to call the cops...but then I heard brakes screeching. I looked back and saw the red lights of the bug on and it was backing up. The driver car door opened and with it came the screams of the girl which sounded slightly muffled. This skinny dude hopped out of the car and started heading for the notebook. I jumped out of the bushes and started running to him full speed...he had his hands around the notebook and then looked up when he heard me.
Too late, I tackled him full force. His body hit the pavement behind him and I heard breath leave his body. I put my knee against his throat and held him there, and screamed out for help. After he regained his breath, he started trying to push me off of him, using his legs to try and roll. I lifted my knee up, and he started to get up, but I took my hands and put them on the sides of his head, and hit it against the ground twice. He started moaning and flickering his eyes so I decided I had enough time to head to the car. I hopped in the driver seat and hit the gas...but the car was still in reverse. I ended up with one wheel on the sidewalk and the other three on the road. I looked around for the stick shift, I had driven a few times before. I found it, pushed it into Drive, and then hit the gas while turning the wheel. I drove straight over that motherfucker. Then, I drove down to the end of the street to get the blood off the tires. After that, I sped around my neighborhood to the woods area, all the while the girl still screaming...but a little more confused and less energized as they progressed. She kept screaming "help! help!". I pulled into a leafy area on the woods floor, then got out of the car after turning the key. I opened the passenger side door and pulled the girl out who had a rucksack over her head. I then laid her on the ground, left an ace of hearts next to her, and took off into the air. Boom!
I threw my bag down in a yard and ran back the way I had come from and partly concealed myself behind some bushes that surrounded a tree in the corner house's yard. I looked down the direction the girl was headed and I saw the notebook she was carrying laying on the sidewalk, the Volkswagen bug driver door closing, and then it started to speed off. I turned around and was ready to run to my house to call the cops...but then I heard brakes screeching. I looked back and saw the red lights of the bug on and it was backing up. The driver car door opened and with it came the screams of the girl which sounded slightly muffled. This skinny dude hopped out of the car and started heading for the notebook. I jumped out of the bushes and started running to him full speed...he had his hands around the notebook and then looked up when he heard me.
Too late, I tackled him full force. His body hit the pavement behind him and I heard breath leave his body. I put my knee against his throat and held him there, and screamed out for help. After he regained his breath, he started trying to push me off of him, using his legs to try and roll. I lifted my knee up, and he started to get up, but I took my hands and put them on the sides of his head, and hit it against the ground twice. He started moaning and flickering his eyes so I decided I had enough time to head to the car. I hopped in the driver seat and hit the gas...but the car was still in reverse. I ended up with one wheel on the sidewalk and the other three on the road. I looked around for the stick shift, I had driven a few times before. I found it, pushed it into Drive, and then hit the gas while turning the wheel. I drove straight over that motherfucker. Then, I drove down to the end of the street to get the blood off the tires. After that, I sped around my neighborhood to the woods area, all the while the girl still screaming...but a little more confused and less energized as they progressed. She kept screaming "help! help!". I pulled into a leafy area on the woods floor, then got out of the car after turning the key. I opened the passenger side door and pulled the girl out who had a rucksack over her head. I then laid her on the ground, left an ace of hearts next to her, and took off into the air. Boom!