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Originally posted by Willy.
I want to know this story. How you get shot at?
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It's a funny story (in hindsight of course lol)
The street Where I live is kinda in the ghetto, but not the "bad" side of the ghetto (It's pretty dead, actually neighbours go years without talking to each other and ****) but then theres a part of the ghetto that iis just FUUCKED UP. That's where my mother's family live.
Now, me being all about family, I decided to still have a relationship with them, even though they were always up to some sh*t.
So one day we're chilling on the block, about 5 of us (I came home from school, those niglets were right where I left them that morning. Then one of em just pop up and say, "You wanna see something?" I'm like "ok"
So we head down into the bushes behind my aunt's house at the bottom of a small hill and dude dips into his knapsack and takes out something wrapped in a cloth. Turns out its a ****ing pistol.
Now my iggnant ass cousins are there holding it, playing with it, and
firing it. My instinct is telling me to leave these dumb n*ggas, but my square ass stays so I dont look like a punk.
Then I hear sirens... I look up and at the top of the hill, the ****ing police is there yelling at us to come out of bushes. Now, These were policemen, fully armed with assault rifles, and we're black. With a single pistol. and I'm scared shitless. Sounds like a good time to give it up right?
Tell that to my dumb ass cousin, who POINTED THE PISTOL AT THE DAMN COPS AND SHOT AT THEM. I ****ing bolted. Were alll running through the bushes and all I'm hearing is "VRRRRRRRRRRRRDTTTTT" from the police rifles and bullets whizz pass my head. Then I'm hearing "POW! POW!" because my dumb ass cousin is SHOOTING BACK AT THE ****ING COPS. WITH SEMI-AUTOMATIC RIFLES. AND WE'RE BLACK, so theyll just call us gang members if they end up killing us.
We ended up in like a whole other town running from the cops, lol (who didnt follow us too far into the bushes, btw)