Another Chance at Life
Uploaded by brownboy on Sep 18, 2006
When I was attack on the streets of Baltimore a couple of years ago, my perspective on life changed dramatically. I went from taking the world for granted, to cherishing everything it had to offer. What didn’t cause any emotions, such as breathing the fresh air early in the morning and hearing the birds sing, now made me feel a sense of happiness. The fact that I almost lost my life made me realize how gorgeous life really is.
I still remember the day as if it was yesterday. I was headed to my cousin’s house to help her study for her algebra test the following day. She didn’t live far, so I decided to walk instead of getting a ride from my brother. As soon as I stepped out of my home, I saw an individual from a far. Nothing looked out of the ordinary, so I start heading over to my cousin’s house. As I began walking, the individual, with an imposing figure, came walking towards me. I thought he was going to ask me a question, but I was dead wrong. Before I could ask his needs, the individual took a pistol out and droved it onto my forehead, which caused me to bleed dramatically.
As I saw the blood running through my fingers, the individual began forcing me into an alley nearby. I tried restraining him to do so, but his power over me was too much. He was around six foot tall, and about 250 pounds. I had no way of fighting back. Once in the alley, he began forcing me to undress. “Start taking your clothes off now.” he implied with a leisurely tone of voice. Dreadful about he’s action if I didn’t do as he requested, I took off my pants, shirt, and shoes. He then told me “walk deeper into the alley,” but I refuse. This caused him to get angry to the point where he began shouting at me “you are going to die.” He began pointing his pistol, which was covered in gold paint, towards my face. At that point, I just closed my eyes and began to think about my family and the simple fact that I wasn't going to see them any longer.
I regretted the fact that earlier in the day, I had responded my mother in a very impolite...