| | I just came back home from park slope with a friend. I couldn't stand the neighborhood, it was too...typical white family. Everyone was strolling down the block with babies or dogs. and too many rich spoiled kids all around. It wasn't my neighborhood at all. Once I came back to Kings Highway platform, there was a loud racket, which didn't seem like a big deal since high school kids were out. High school kids were always killing each other as i remembered from my High school years. There was always some shit going on, starting trouble. i could care less what they do themselves. They were obviously from Madison and i don't miss a thing from it. Sometimes i'm surprised myself how i came from that high school. It really degraded to such a degrading school now. As i dropped off my friend at the bus stop i walked home. I swear as i kept walking my regular route home, it just got worse. First as I was walking away from the bus stop, a already saw 2 cops making this kid strip off his clothes and putting it back on. i was like wow thats new...then I walked down towards East 16 and ave P and i saw a cop with his gun pointing at someone on the floor. He was shouting at his radio for back up since he was alone and i was just a few feet away from them. I felt ease, i felt like this is exactly something i usually see in television. My heart wasn't rushing, i didn't feel any panic and i felt i knew things like this always happen but never around my religious jewish neighborhood. As i was exactly across from them, not sure if i should keep walking back home sicne it is on the same route back home, two or three cop cars drove to the point and a bunch of cops came out. I realize the person on the floor was just a kid from high school. probably a sophmore or freshmen from madison. 4 cops were on top of this boy shouting at him. As i knew it wasn't any of my business i walked away and everyone remained staring at the boy. Cars stopped in teh middle of the street to see what was the fuss was about. I wasn't even sure if i shouldve crossed the street with all the cars stopping to see what happened. As i made it passed that, i was now walking toward coney island ave and ave p and things just got worse. Next thing i know i see a bunch of cop cars speeding by me stopped this car. A bunch of cops came out and pulled all the people out of this pimped out car. Well...not pimped out but it was shiny and new looking... I think about 4 African? people came out getting frisked. They were about in their 20s, dressed very ghetto looking. the cops made thier hands go up and frisking them out. I'm like this is great, but i didn't feel scared or anthing or excited to see the scene. I guess thats why i called my friend while i was walking home. I guess thats why way of controlling my feelings, that its not a big deal...well it is but...nothing to go crazy about? or should u? im not sure. But whatever. I wonder what if i stayed and watched the scene. I wonder if a stray bullet would've came flying by and hit me? or a speeding car chase would've smacked into me, allowing me to fly a few feet in the air? Who knows, all these college killings are happening so much and so on. I decided to never think ahead anymore because who knows if i get that far. One thing we all know is anything can happen and i'm not saying i wont dream, cuase ofcourse i love to think of the future. but i need to live life now as it is. My mom always tell me not to eat something cause it'll get you fat. I dont care i dont want to think that ahead. I want to live my life now and if i am fat when im older, ill worry about it then. but now im young and fabulous and i need to live it.
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| | Posted 2/15/2008 4:18 PM - 35 Views - 2 eProps - 1 Comment
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