Powerful piece on knife crime by fellow young blogger, Naiya, who is dedicated to spreading awareness through writing.
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How did I end up here?
On this cold pavement, on this cold night, it might be summer but it doesn’t feel right.
Did I get into a fight?
I don’t know what happened, all I know is that I’m laying on this cold pavement. I can smell the cold air, I can feel warm hands.
Why is she saying that I’ve been stabbed?
Am I bleeding, bleeding fear?
I’m unsure and I don’t understand. I want to go home now, this cold pavement is uncomfortable. Help me up, make me stand, I want to stand.
Is that the ambulance or the police sirens filling my ears?
If it’s the police can they take me home so that I can hug my mum?
Everything is dark, I’m trying to open my eyes but I can’t.
“CAN YOU HEAR ME?”
Who are you?
Of course I can hear you, just…
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