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alley house, she said the Gypsies would get me if I lived out<br />
there all alone. Mama has been talking about Gypsies ever<br />
since I can remember. How they were out hunting for little girls<br />
just like me. But, after all the times Mama warned us to look out<br />
for them, they still almost got us.<br />
We were playing cowboys and Indians and didn’t even<br />
hear them coming. I was just about to shoot Bud dead when his<br />
eyes got big and he let loose a blood-curdling scream. I knew<br />
he didn’t want to get shot by no cowgirl but his scream caught<br />
me by surprise and I dropped my stick that I was playing like<br />
was a six-shooter. Bud kept screaming and I was about to tell<br />
him to hush (after all my gun was just a Sycamore stick) when I<br />
noticed he wasn’t looking at me. He was looking behind me.<br />
So, I turned to look over my shoulder and I know I lost five<br />
years growth once I did. My heart came right up into my throat,<br />
which explains why I couldn’t even scream. Bud was still doing<br />
the job for both of us. Look like the blood vessels in his throat,<br />
which were turning blue, would burst and kill him any minute.<br />
I had no power to stop him, I couldn’t move. I was froze<br />
right in the middle of July … froze right where I stood. And I<br />
was standing less than an arm’s length from a bonafide Gypsy<br />
woman. She was an old Gypsy woman and they were the worst<br />
kind. They stole little children on account they couldn’t have<br />
none of their own. Stole them and sometimes they cooked