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Old 08-03-2007, 07:41 AM
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So, I can remember it being a fairly warm day, I am on I80 in Illinois, headed east towards N.Y. and I am wearing a pair of shoes that were putting blisters on my blisters and my feet were killing me. So I decide to head north on a hiway that will take me to Chicago so that I can find a Good Will, or Salvation Army where I can get some cheap used shoes to ease the pain. I go north to the river and then caught a ride that took me East I believe and ended up in a downtown bad looking neighborhood, the Salvation Army store (a large one) was on the right and a tattoo parlor was on the left. All I could think about was find some shoes and get out of this city before it turns dark. So....I found a pair of Colorado Hiking boots. Good Condition too. And started walking to find a more traveled road to catch a ride on. I got to the road by the river/lake and was headed east to try and find the interstate to take me south and back to I80. It was dusk and this Young (approx. 20-23) black man, wearing white shirt and sweats, driving a nice car picked me up and asked me if I was crazy for being in that neighborhood. I told him I just wanted to get back to the highway to take me back to I80. He told me there was a short cut that would take me through and place me on the Indiana side and he would take me there and I would be back on I80 there. It is now dark and he says that he needs to make a quick stop, I am in a vacant lot across from a tall wide building, think it was the projects. He said wait in the car and I did. I waited for about 2 hours, no kidding. In the meantime I saw not one white person, now I am as little prejudiced as they really come, but....I had this gut feeling I was in the Southside and I knew my mortality rate was nil if I had to walk out of that neighborhood. (Sorry if this insults anyone, I don't mean to). Well, he comes back to the car and asks me if I want to get high, I told him "no", My gut told me something was going a miss. He then asked me if I was "packing", I told him no. He then piledrived is elbow straight into my face. He did this approx. 5 times, my nose and lips as well as gums were bleeding. He then decided it was time to rape me. I remember thinking that he had me cut and dry just with the Neighborhood I was in. No need to hurt me.
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