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Grab her, quick, grab her, she runs fast!” I twist and turn; the fur rips on my long parkie. “NO!” I break away and run for an opening in the crowd, I sprint for the narrow escape route, someone knows my tactics, a leg is stretched out and I am tripped. With a hard whoosh the air is knocked out of my lungs as I hit the road; I feel like a giant fist has slammed into my gut. I lay on the frozen ground gasping like a glaze-eyed fish out of water, can’t catch my breath, can’t breath, but worse…they have me!

They whoop and holler in victory. “Come on Kabloonah, (white eyes) its your time, we have you now, might as well give up little girl, we GOT you!’ “You can’t get away from us, we have you good, say yer’ prayers!” “ARE YOU READY?” I twist and turn trying to escape my captors. I have pulled my arms out of the sleeves and into my parka, this is worse; I am now in a strait jacket of my own device! (Funny how that happens) ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, with every count I am slammed to the ground.

I am reminiscent of a blanket at a blanket toss, hands have secured me at every possible inch, they take no chance that I will squirm away. My kneecaps and elbows feel like they are broken. My back and butt have lost feeling thank god, TWELVE, THIRTEEN AND ONE MORE FOR GOOD LUCK! Is it almost over, please let it be over! No, now we have the ‘pinch to grow an inch’ routine. Bee bites begin; my arms and legs are exposed to harsh and deep pinches that are Bee bites, not stings. Oh Joy and Happy Birthday to me! I lay in pain on the road long after they leave.

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