Just Before I Got Back Keo Valdez's Story Name: Keo Valdez Age: 9 now (story begins at five)
Chapter One: What Goes Around, MUST Come Back Around
"Pass the dang thing!" He growls at me. I couldn't do this. I just can't!
"Come on shrimp!" His buddy, a tall, stout, tan guy with blonde hair, snarls. I cower as Surfer man does so..
"Get up!" The leader knees me in the stomach, and I crumble to the ground. "St..St..Stop!" I cry quietly.
"Oh MY LORD! He does talk!" The leader laughs, and his three friends, laugh with him. "Ren, please..." A beautiful blonde girl, about my age, pleads to her brother, who is the leader. "No! Get out of this Lily! This jerk doesn't need to be around you! You're to good for Foster Scum." Ren lightly pushes his sister, Lily, back. All I did was talk to you.
"You're the jerk." I mutter, slowly getting up.
"No! I want you DOWN!" Ren snaps his fingers, and Surfer man back hands my face. I go down again. "Thanks, Kyle." Ren pat Surfer man, Kyle, on the back.
"No problem." Kyle, obviously second in command, smiles, and then glares down at me.
"Chico, Jake, beat'm up." Ren, who is apparently done with me, motions to a big mexican, obviously Chico, and a tall, rugged guy with dirty blonde hair, who has to be Jake.
"With pleasure." The mexican smiles.
"You first Chico!" The dirty blonde laughs. I was right. Jake is Dirty Blonde, the Mexican, is Chico. Doesn't take major skill for me to notice Chico is a mexican kind of name! "Okay Jake." Chico, the mexican, approaches me as if I was prey about to be pounced by two lionesses. Yeah, I called them female. "Please.." I whisper, already in way more pain, since I'm five in all. lily cries out for help when Ren picks her up, and begins to leave with Kyle. Jake, when Ren and Kyle were out of sight, knocks out Chico.
"Run! Go!" Jake helps me up, and points me in a safe direction. "Don't come back!" He snarls.
As I painfully ran down the rest of the alley, and out onto the street, I couldn't hlep but look back. Jake was standing, watching me go. He just spared me. This was about to get bloody. I, was about to get bloody. As soon as I was out of sight, and hopefully out of danger, I stopped. Every part of me throbbed. "I don't care what they say, 5 year olds are not indestructable!" I moan. "And, from this moment on, I vow I will give Chico, Kyle, totally Ren, a taste of their OWN MEDICINE!" I snarl, then wince. I have to go to my foster home, and pack my stuff. I can't stay in this town. Not anymore. I'm gonna be a run-a-way. No one is going to put up posters. no one's going to report me missing. I'm just going to disappear.
