‘’What’s up homie’’ is what it started that day. It was a wonderful day that morning. I went to my homies house as I usually did. I remember I was just seven years old and my homies all ten and older. I remember always being the youngest one that kicked it in the group. I remember it was one of my friends cousins birthday and we were celebrating it. We were all playing out side and they were all drinking, I didn’t drink because I didn’t like drinking at the time.
It was all firme and all entail my life changed forever. We were kicking back eating carne asada there were people having there little groups having there own little conversations. We thought nothing could stop that firme sunny day. It was a dream anybody can think of, kicking back on a Saturday afternoon, no problems already the sun was going down and no one got hit up.
It was the best Saturday yet. We were all hanging out side in the back, my friend’s dad was hanging out in the front fixing his rafla. He was there with all the older homies, entail we herd a loud noise coming from the front , so that’s when we all ran out front to see what the noise was. That’s when we saw my homies dad laying on the floor. After that all I remember everyone screaming and everyone shooting all over the place. We thought they weren’t coming back entail we saw those fools bust a turn and speed our way. That’s when my homie pushed me off the way so I wouldn’t get hurt. That’s when I herd a big blast that got me pretty deaf for a wile and looked up and saw my homie blasting and crying.
That turn out to be the worst day I ever experience in my life. That changed my life after that, I’ve never been the same since then. It changed me because It showed me the life of violence and my enemies. That is something that ill never forget.
Friday, October 2, 2009
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7 comments:
#1 how beautiful the Saturday was.#2the one thing he can change is to streatch it out alil.#3that violence is sometimes not good and how fast a good day changes.#4 thats a good story dowg dat stuff would suck juss keep da head up
That he was so open to talk about how he felt about the situation. You need to improve your spelling and grammar. They learned that you should not drink and smoke weed. That if I were in your position i would not gang bang
#1.good sunny day. #2.celeabrating a birthday party. #3. playing out side and having fun. #4. a really good day can change fast into a bad day.
My favort part of your story was when you where eating carne asada.
you could work on not reapeating your self in difernt ways.
The lesson from this was that when you experins vilens, you get vilent.
I realy like your story because i have experiens this kind of stuff in california.
I like how u say u didnt like drinking then.
I know man i loved does days without no problems.
I hate going to thru does types of days good than it turn into bad i hate it.
I see what you mean by saying all about that like the enemies we could learn it all types of ways.
1.. that it was a really good saturday
2.. birth day party old homies he was the youngest.
3.. it was good beacuse you explane how it was a good day
1. one day.
2.bad days, learn lesson.
3. they did good
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