My name is Tamara Ramsey.

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I have shoulder length pitch black hair and emerald green eyes. I am 16 years old and Both of my parents were in the military. My mom was a nurse and showed me how to heal wounds and save someone on the brink of death. My father taught me how to use most weapons. That was before him and my mum died in a car crash leaving me and my little sister Sandra to fend for our selves. Right now it is about 8 and my little sister was fast asleep in room. I went to the store because we were running out of groceries. I was walking home with my head down. I had a pocket knife in of course my pocket along with my money.

I always carried a purse so if I get get mugged they will go for the purse and still have my money. I kept walking ad saw 5 names of people graffitied on the wall. Biggz, Jerome, Moses, Pest and Dennis. the guy named Moses name was in the middle but some other guy named Pest was the biggest. I ignored it and kept on walking. I still had my head down when I heard a group of people whispering.

My head snapped us as I saw a group of 5 boys. Two were on bikes and one of the two was on a ridiculously small bike I was almost 100% sure he jacked from a little kid. I made a sharp turn and walked the other way. The two bike boys passed me and I could've sworn I saw the one on the tiny bike wink at me. I turned back around and came face to face to what seems to be the leader.

"Gimme the phone, gimme the, phone, gimme the phone…" He said aggressively. Only his eyes are visible between hood and bandana, like some ghoulish highway robber. I handed him the phone in my bag. "The money, the purse, gimme the purse, give it me…" he said again. i started fumbling with the bag trying to take it off. The leader took the whole thing and passed it to another member of the gang.

"Hey!" I yelled a him.

"Don't fuck with me" He said to me. I lifted my hands up in defeat. I Instantly regretted it. I remembered I put on my great-great-grandmothers ring on. It was over 200 hundred years old and could've been worth at least 10 thousand dollars. "Give me dat ring."

"It's not worth anything." I told them.

"Don't fuck about." He said pulling a pocket knife out. So he wants to go that way then so will I. I pulled out mine and lifted it up.

"I ain't afraid to slice your throat open. It's won't be the first time I've done it." I told them in a cold dangerous voice. Truth was I was lying so badly but I still wasn't afraid to do it. The leader pushed me to the floor and took necklace and bracelet but let my ring. Those together were worth $100 each. I looked up and saw a light. What the fuck was that. It hit a nearby car and I ducked. I looked up and saw a huge hole in the hood and the boys on the ground. That was my chance and I took it. I ran and ran and ran until I found help. Them mother fuckers going to jail.