posted Mar 15, 2012, 8:58 AM by Aujunai Charpentiair   [ updated Apr 20, 2012, 6:13 PM ]
"If you move...I'll kill you!" he said with a slight southern accent., as he pressed the knife into the soft flesh of my throat, up against my juggler vein. Only seconds ago, I had been running...running across a grassy field...a field that seemed to have no end. My wild ways had finally caught up with me, and I knew that I was about to be murdered!
I was crazed...out of my mind with fear. I continued to run across a wide-open grassy field...a field that had no end. It seemed to go on forever...as far as the eyes could see. I ran...and I ran...and I ran...until I felt myself being tackled from behind...and thrown to the ground. My head was pounded into the ground repeatedly...and a knife placed at my throat...deep into my flesh...up against my juggler vein.
With the words..."If you move...I'll kill you!"...I knew my death was imminent! The next day the Baltimore County Detectives found a hand- full of my hair that had been pulled out by the roots...and my full-body-imprint...mashed deep into the ground! The skin had been ripped from my left hand and shoulder, from being dragged on the highway. This le.........