01/25/2010

I am in a bad area in the city of Chicago on my way to school. I notice a friend of mine standing very cautiously at a strange abandoned intersection. I walk towards him and a man with a knife jumps out and attacks me. My friend is gone. I wrestle the attacker to the ground and the knife gets away from him. He tells me how easily he could go grab the knife and finish me even though he is trying to grab it and I'm restraining him. I then kick him off of me and when he bends over to pick up the knife I kick him square in the face and he falls back to the ground. He turns over to crawl over to the knife, so I kick him in the side of the face again and again until he stops moving...