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Dear SJ,
Worst. Library. Trip. Ever.
Wanna know why?
It's because I was attacked by a couple of gang members on my way.
I was simply walking along, minding my own business, when two dogs jumped out from the darkness of an alley. They blocked my path and growled at me.
"Whatcha doin' here, pup?" the first dog snarled. Here's what he looks like:

The second dog laughed and said, "She ain't from this city, I'll betcha. Just look at all the crap she's carryin'!" He pointed to my duffel bag.
The second guy looked like this:

"Listen girl," the dark brown dog said, jabbing a finger into my chest. "If you know what's best for ya, you'll get outta here before we have to pound your face in." His buddy stepped closer, and I could feel the adrenaline rushing through my veins. It rooted me to the spot, which caused them to do what they did next.
Without warning, they both sprung on me like spider monkeys, one of the dogs tripping me and the other using his paws to slam me to the sidewalk.
I cried out, but the first dog, the ringleader, clamped my mouth shut with his strong paws and pulled me into the alley. He threw me into a disgusting, trash-ridden corner.
"Stay," Dark Brown snarled, "Or else it'll be your life."
Light Brown laughed like it was some kind of joke and hurled my duffel bag at me. I managed to catch it in my lap and glare up at the two dogs. The look of defiance didn't last long though, and soon I was sulking like a pup who had to miss dessert.
"Why? Why are you doing this to me?" I covered my face with my paws, trying to conceal the tears.
"Because, you're trespassing on my pack's turf, that's why," Dark Brown's voice answered. "And yeah, my gang ain't gonna be happy about it, so you better pray you survive."
This made me cry harder. Here I was, in Nox City, held captive in a grungy alleyway by two gang members who didn't seem all that eager to show mercy.
See, crap like this always happens to me. Always.
"Don't move. We'll be back," Light Brown said and the two sauntered off, laughing and talking about what would happen to me.
SJ, pray for me, even though you're a book. I don't want to die here.... I wanna go home!
~Lux