- This morning I woke up to the sound of drift racing across the street. I heard the engines roar and the wheels screech, then I heard police sirens wailing. I heard footsteps coming closer and closer when BANG BANG BANG! Three gunshots fired into the air and I also heard the door being kicked in. I feel out of bed and hid behind the door when One guy came in with a ski mask. I grabbed my .357 magnum from my secret hiding place and shot him in the back. Then there was a muffled yell that was coming from my brothers room. I ran across the hall and shot the guy at point blank. My brother, Carlos, had a pillow over his head and as I leaned over to check for a pulse the guy stood up and that's when I punched him across the face, knocking some teeth out of his bloody mouth. He stood up again and I killed him execution style. I checked for his pulse and He was still alive. My mother ran to the bed room and looked petrified as she looked at the body laying there. I said " I think we shouldn't call the police, they might-" That's when an officer walked and yelled "freeze, drop the weapon, and put your hands over your head!!!!" I did what he said and I walked out of the house and was shoved into a cruiser. We passed several stores that had bullet holes in them, or was full of gangs. When we got to Mire Boulevard, the traffic light turned red and 5 gangsters walked up, one had a baseball bat, the other had a crowbar, the third had a chain, the fourth one had Pistol, and the last one was holding a pocket knife. There was a black guy, three Hispanics, and two white guys. The guy with the pistol shot the officer in the head ,as the officer was about to grab his gun, then they opened the door and I came out. I said "thanks, which gang are you guys in?" "the streets, you in a gang?" "Nah" "Well you're a street whether you like it or not kid" Then one broke into a car with the crowbar and hot wired the car. As we passed the stores they stopped in an alley. "Why'd we stop" Then they pushed me out and they beat me. The next thing I know, I'm lying on the ground, and I see a white light. "night, night b***h. that's for killin' rock an' fatz"
- by MetalRocker1984 |
- Non Fiction
- | Submitted on 12/21/2009 |
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- Title: New Jersey street
- Artist: MetalRocker1984
- Description: Life in the ghetto.......
- Date: 12/21/2009
- Tags: jersey
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