48- Sob Story

I wasn't wrong when I thought my ankle was as good as gone. I feel like my whole body has been cut off from my ankle. I think it would be better if that happened. I would be spared from the pain my ankle is giving me.

When I get bored of complaining about the pain in my ankle, I take a look around and find the kid a few feet away from me. He also got hurt but it's nowhere as severe as mine. There are little scratches on his elbows and face. Right next to him is a grumpy looking Spencer with a few scratches of his own. It's safe to say that the three of us look like we just made it alive out of a war zone. We all look tired and ready to pass out.

Spencer wanted to hand the kid over to the police as soon as we caught him but my leg was killing me and Spencer and the boy were hurt too. So, we decided it would be the better decision to get us treated first. Well, Spencer wasn't too happy with this idea of mine but he will live.

“Don't even think about it, kid.” Spencer warns the boy, hi