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The Untold Story Hi. My name is Abeeseedi. I was raised in the street.
I ran away when I was five because I knew my life was not meant
to be here. I am thirteen. Now and then, when I am on the streets, some people give me money. One time when I was 12, this old lady gave me a $10 bill. It was summer then so I wouldn't get cold, so I bought myself some smokes. How stupid was I? Well, stupid enough to realize I did not even have a lighter. So I had spent my money for nothing. Now a dayz it is getting cold in Manhattan the days are getting shorter. "Maybe I should get into one of those shelter things, even though I hate them and I probably would get kicked out!" thought ABeeSeeDi. And then... I was begging for food on the corner of Lexington and a kind old man feeding pigions gave me some food. He asked if I would like a place to sleep so I said yes. He walked slow with his walker and then BAM! He was not so kind he told me to rob this jewlery store for him. I started to run and he chased me, fourtunetly he tripped over a ladybug and fell. I looked back and saw he was dead. I looked closer and relized it was Michael Jackson! I was still hungry and to rid the world of him forever I ate him. AND THEN.... Someone cought me eating the man,to bad the man was a police officer. "What are you eating young man?"asked the polise officer.I looked up and ran that was all i could do.I had been getting used to running since I was raised and living currently on the streets.I went to Lexington Ally where "My Box"was I hid in my box and wached the sky darken it started to rain. AND THEN.... My box started to get soggy with water. I was getting wet and cold. My smokes were picked up by water and they went down the drain. And then Mickle Jackson's ghost came and tried to eat me so I cut all of my hair off and gave it to him. He was happy because now he can finnaly can make a wig. AND THEN... A few years later I was adopted by a very nice lady named Gladece. I told her about my amazing adventures and how I had met Michael Jackson. Gladece worked at the institute of science and told me I was seeing things. So I really never experienced this but it was a daydream. I learned a lot from being an orphan but my life now is in a nice warm house with Gladece and my new dog Chip. THE END |