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You see the huddled body in the corner.

“Johnny?” You whisper, before breaking out into a sprint.

A million thoughts raced through your mind as you ran into the alley.

“Not again, not again.” You think.

He would break for sure this time.

You crouched seguinte to the huddled body.

“Johnny?” You ask, trying not to let the tears fall as you shake him gently.

No response at first, but he slowly turns his head toward you.

You gasp at the sight of him.

His was eye black, swollen shut. A giant gash was on his cheek.

“Johnny… ” you whisper, bringing a hand to his face.

“Hey…” He mutters.

“We...

“Ok, Joey, this is what you gotta do. You mover the gear into drive right? Because that’s what you gotta do; drive. And you lightly put your feet on the gas. Lightly. Unless you’re racing but you shouldn’t do that… But if you do I won’t tell your mother. Anyways , feet lightly on the gas, and you see, you mover forward. I’m not even touching the wheel. You don’t want to have a death grip on the wheel, that’s bad. So when you want to turn, you gotta line up your mirrors with the corner you’re turning at, like this. And then you turn the wheel, and straighten it back out…...