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I saw a woman steal a baby

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It was about 10pm, and I was in Macs(The place that took over all of my citie's 711s and Mike's marts), and there was a woman, 2 little girls(10-12), and a baby in a stroller, who I assumed were all together(All were Native American).

 

The woman was shoving candy down the back of her pants, all while the clerk(15-17 year old white girl) watched. She went to the counter with a candy to pay for it, and the girl asked her to take the candy out of her pockets. She argued that she didn't have anything, and I stood behind them waiting to pay for my soda while they continued to argue back and fourth for a few minutes. It was annoying, as I could clearly see the candy sticking out of her ass.

 

So the clerk just allows her to pay for what she brought to the counter and leave. The woman grabs the stroller and walks out of the store with the baby. Good, they're gone, I can pay for my soda. WRONG. Once the woman is well and gone, one of the little girls says, "Can we have our sister back?" :D Turns out they didn't know the woman, and the baby was there with them. (Though, why young girls were out that late at night with their baby sister is questionable. So the clerk runs outside to find the lady and I hear them yelling. I went outside to help her out, and we took the baby from the woman. I advised the girl to call the cops, and payed for my soda. I left, and the girls stayed to call their dad to come pick them up. Hopefully they got a hold of him, because the woman who stole the baby was sitting on the front steps of the house next door.

 

What a nutjob.

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As the snow flies

On a cold and gray chicago mornin

A poor little baby child is born

In the ghetto

And his mama cries

cause if theres one thing that she dont need

Its another hungry mouth to feed

In the ghetto

 

People, dont you understand

The child needs a helping hand

Or hell grow to be an angry young man some day

Take a look at you and me,

Are we too blind to see,

Do we simply turn our heads

And look the other way

 

Well the world turns

And a hungry little boy with a runny nose

Plays in the street as the cold wind blows

In the ghetto

 

And his hunger burns

So he starts to roam the streets at night

And he learns how to steal

And he learns how to fight

In the ghetto

 

Then one night in desperation

A young man breaks away

He buys a gun, steals a car,

Tries to run, but he dont get far

And his mama cries

 

As a crowd gathers round an angry young man

Face down on the street with a gun in his hand

In the ghetto

 

As her young man dies,

On a cold and gray chicago mornin,

Another little baby child is born

In the ghetto

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