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I am Trayvon Martin and I was murdered
I left my dads fiancee house because I wanted some sweets
I went to the nearby 7-eleven to get skittles and ice tea
on my way back while on the phone with my girlfriend
I notice this strange looking guy in a car following me
I began to walk faster, he also speeds up, so I ran
I could not get away, he's chasing me, tired and out of breath I stopped
he gets out his vehicle and approaches me
Why you following me? I asked,
he replies "what are you doing in my neighborhood, and why you wearing that hoody.
You don't belong here."
He draws his gun, I began shaking in fear for my life.
My girls says Trayvon keep walking, ignore him, but I can't.
He wrestles me to the ground, we scuffle, then a loud "Bang," I see a spark of fire, I feel a burning sensation
Something hot, metallic is ripping through my flesh
I collapse, choking on my blood and I'm becoming breathless.
My mom, my dad, my girl my friends, my life flashes before my eyes
Tears stream from my eyes, I scream "Dad please help me"
Blood spews from my mouth, I feel my consciousness fading
Blackness, I am no longer in the land of the living
Why
Why
Was I murdered, why did he follow me, why did he approach me
I left my dads fiancee house to get some skittles and an ice tea
This murderer has torn apart my entire family
I am not here to defend myself, to tell my side of my tragic story
I am Trayvon Martin "Please seek Justice for me"
I went to the nearby 7-eleven to get skittles and ice tea
on my way back while on the phone with my girlfriend
I notice this strange looking guy in a car following me
I began to walk faster, he also speeds up, so I ran
I could not get away, he's chasing me, tired and out of breath I stopped
he gets out his vehicle and approaches me
Why you following me? I asked,
he replies "what are you doing in my neighborhood, and why you wearing that hoody.
You don't belong here."
He draws his gun, I began shaking in fear for my life.
My girls says Trayvon keep walking, ignore him, but I can't.
He wrestles me to the ground, we scuffle, then a loud "Bang," I see a spark of fire, I feel a burning sensation
Something hot, metallic is ripping through my flesh
I collapse, choking on my blood and I'm becoming breathless.
My mom, my dad, my girl my friends, my life flashes before my eyes
Tears stream from my eyes, I scream "Dad please help me"
Blood spews from my mouth, I feel my consciousness fading
Blackness, I am no longer in the land of the living
Why
Why
Was I murdered, why did he follow me, why did he approach me
I left my dads fiancee house to get some skittles and an ice tea
This murderer has torn apart my entire family
I am not here to defend myself, to tell my side of my tragic story
I am Trayvon Martin "Please seek Justice for me"
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