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  • Jimmy was a good kid from the suburbs. He always had his favorite action figure and a pack of cinnamon gum. His backpack was a little worn out but his mother sewed patches to cover the wear and tear. His disposition reflected his demeanor until recently. His typical walk home wasn't very far but at night it got a little rougher then he liked. The sun was waning and he knew the local bullies were near. They would cause a ruckus if their paths should cross. Nervously he picks up his pace, step by step hear nears the corner. Suddenly…..
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