Bigboy848

Anthony was a junior-year high school student and member of his school's varsity basketball team. It was a gloomy Tuesday afternoon as the sixteen year old began heading home from practice. The sky was cloudy, and it looked like it was about to down-pour at any moment. Though he had wanted to pick up a gatorade at a local convenience store down the road, the teen figured he'd have a better chance of beating the rain if he just headed straight home instead. There was a large vacant lot across the road from the school building that conveniently connected to his block. Anthony and many of his friends often used it as a shortcut when commuting b