HoneyMelon
Probably taking a nap
Gina stood at a crosswalk watching the the light switch from cross to do not cross. She waited patiently for the right moment to come. When it did she jumped out in front of the car.She was swift and accurate. She let the car bump her hard enough I make a sound but not hard enough to hurt her too badly.
"Oh my! Sweet pea are you OK." A man asked with a southern accent. He had hopped out of drivers seat of the car that hit me.
"I-I can't feel my leg." I lied holding my leg. I twisted my face in terror. I could tell he was really starting to panic.
"Wha-what do I do?" He looked around at the crowd that had gathered for answers. This was my chance.
"I guess nothing. Me and my mom don't have insurance. We can't afford to go to the doctor. I guess I'll have to pray its not that serious.." I milked my lie to it's full extent, even earning a few tears from the audience.
People began to place their pocket money into her hands as well did the man. She pretended to be able to hobble a little to the bus station. The people helped her of course. Once on the bus she counted the money she'd earned. It came up to four hundred dollars and some change. She got off at the next stop where she got off to a waiting dog. "We made four hundred today," she told Seven scratching behind his ears. "We can get a motel tonight," she said excitedly",and maybe even a pizza."[/bg]
"Oh my! Sweet pea are you OK." A man asked with a southern accent. He had hopped out of drivers seat of the car that hit me.
"I-I can't feel my leg." I lied holding my leg. I twisted my face in terror. I could tell he was really starting to panic.
"Wha-what do I do?" He looked around at the crowd that had gathered for answers. This was my chance.
"I guess nothing. Me and my mom don't have insurance. We can't afford to go to the doctor. I guess I'll have to pray its not that serious.." I milked my lie to it's full extent, even earning a few tears from the audience.
People began to place their pocket money into her hands as well did the man. She pretended to be able to hobble a little to the bus station. The people helped her of course. Once on the bus she counted the money she'd earned. It came up to four hundred dollars and some change. She got off at the next stop where she got off to a waiting dog. "We made four hundred today," she told Seven scratching behind his ears. "We can get a motel tonight," she said excitedly",and maybe even a pizza."[/bg]
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