Okay, Im pretty sure you know who i am now. Mary. Mary Ann. Mary Bouie. yeah, you know. For the whole 16 years of my life, there is one significant memory i think has shaped me. I believe they 're still shaping me to become a better person today. I might be illiturate, but just hang in there, okay? “Wake up mary” it would be 10 oclock at night waking me up. we had to go to grandma house again. "come on baby girl i gotta go to work." my oldest brother lifted me up and carried me to the van, were my other siblings were waiting. so the next thing i notice is the door of the vans engine. it sounded like a huge semi truck was passing up by on the interstate, but it doesnt stop me from falling asleep on my brothers chest. it was a
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“there he go!” i yelled as soon as i saw him around the corner. my brother bolts towards the last robber as fast as lightning. so do i. the robber runs around the bush… and so does my brother.. and here i come, lagging behind them both but still running at full speed gasping for air, attempting to catch my breath but not being able to and still running as fast as i can to catch up with my brother. then, up ahead, i see the robber jump over the obstacle (a black metal chair with a huge hole at the bottom). and right after him, my brother jumps over the obstacle. they both land on their feet and instantly get back up and start running again. so here i come, im running im running and there i go… i go to jump over the obstacle and my shoe lace (witch has been untied the whole time) gets stuck in the hole. so while one of my legs are free, the other one makes an attempt to jump over but doesnt make it over. so here i am falling fast. i land face first in the southern dirt. it wasnt a good taste either. but i guess everyone heard the impact and my screams and everybody outside rushed over to me. i roll over with my foot still intertwined in the hole. as soon as they see my face, they rush into the house to inform my grandmother. they get my foot out of the chair and my brother carries me into the house. my grandmother immediately says “put her down, she aint no baby nomore. come here.” she then wipes all the dirt off my soaking face to see my forehead scraped and bruised up. most of the skin on my forehead was
“there he go!” i yelled as soon as i saw him around the corner. my brother bolts towards the last robber as fast as lightning. so do i. the robber runs around the bush… and so does my brother.. and here i come, lagging behind them both but still running at full speed gasping for air, attempting to catch my breath but not being able to and still running as fast as i can to catch up with my brother. then, up ahead, i see the robber jump over the obstacle (a black metal chair with a huge hole at the bottom). and right after him, my brother jumps over the obstacle. they both land on their feet and instantly get back up and start running again. so here i come, im running im running and there i go… i go to jump over the obstacle and my shoe lace (witch has been untied the whole time) gets stuck in the hole. so while one of my legs are free, the other one makes an attempt to jump over but doesnt make it over. so here i am falling fast. i land face first in the southern dirt. it wasnt a good taste either. but i guess everyone heard the impact and my screams and everybody outside rushed over to me. i roll over with my foot still intertwined in the hole. as soon as they see my face, they rush into the house to inform my grandmother. they get my foot out of the chair and my brother carries me into the house. my grandmother immediately says “put her down, she aint no baby nomore. come here.” she then wipes all the dirt off my soaking face to see my forehead scraped and bruised up. most of the skin on my forehead was