The fact that he was there with frightening eyes holding a knife was terrifying. However, the scarier thing is that he is a Baltimore Raven, because I am from Pittsburgh. Not okay. At this point I began to get my head in order and could finally develop another emotion besides fear, anger. I started screaming, "Where is my brother? Where is my mom? Where am I? Help!" It seemed like I screamed for hours but no one heard me. I began to cry again as Ray Lewis stood there chuckling to himself. His only words to me were, "you are far from your mom and brother." The very next second I heard a boom and I dropped as the image of Ray Lewis smiling at me burned into my brain.