I believe in cell phones because they are there when you are in an emergency. Not long ago I went to a baseball game with my friends Stacy, Rose and a guy they meet at a mall Joey. We went to go watch my brother play. He used to play on the Royals, a team for 14 year olds. After the game, everybody was going to Hooters.
I didn’t want to go so I asked my mom if I could go with my friends to their house. She said, “Sure, but call when you are ready.” I said Ok. So we stayed there to watch another game. We were waiting for my friend’s mom to come pick us up. An hour went by and I asked my friend when her mom was picking us up. She told me she wasn’t, that we had to walk. But I didn’t think that it was a bad idea at the time. Her house was really far; it was on the other part of our city.
We started walking and we were by Aaron’s, a furniture store, when a car slowly pulled up behind us. This tall guy came out of the car and had his hands in his pockets. He wanted to talk to Joey. Joey told me and my friends that he didn’t know that guy. Then he told us to stay back.
I felt scared, and I was getting ready to call my mom to come pick us up, but I knew she was going to get mad at me because I told her Stacy’s mom was going to pick us up. Joey marched over to that guy and started talking to him. While they were talking, me and my friends were talking about what was happening and if we should call somebody.
The guy got in the car and drove off. We asked Joey what had happened. He told us that the guy asked him what gang he claimed. Then he said that the guy told him to watch his back. In my head I was thinking why I started walking with them. I didn’t know Joey.
We were almost at Stacy’s house. Then the car returned and I was scared again. Joey told us to stay back and not to talk to him. Three guys got out of the car this time, and I didn’t know what was going to happen. I took my phone out and called my mom. My friends told me not to, but I did anyways. I told my mom everything and she was on her way.
She took forever to get there. When she showed up she saw the guys and told them to leave. My mom took everybody home. While we were driving back to Hooters my mom was telling me how glad she was that I called and I had my phone charged.
Ever since that had happened, I’ve always had my phone with me and charged.
BY: Alexandra Carrillo
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