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Just as any ordinary day, I had barely woken up in time to make my ride
to school. The day had gone unusually slowly on this April day. After school I
rushed home to call my girlfriend, Jessie, to see how she was doing because I
hadn’t seen her all weekend. Her mother answered, crying. I asked her what was
wrong only to find out Jessie had been killed two days prior to my call. I felt like
I was lost with a map in my hand.


The girl I loved like no other had been shot three times in the stomach by
mistake in a drive-by shooting. She was on her way to my house to surprise me,
when she got caught in the middle of a gang-related shooting. She had gone to the hospital, went into a 16 hour coma the slipped away from life. When I heard this I dropped to my knees and cried all night. The next day I knew she was gone, but I still had an ounce of hope that her mother was playing a demoniac joke on me.
After hearing this I pretty much made myself a solitary man. I made
many wrong decisions because of this. One of them being the fact of me not
telling anyone about the troubles I faced. I guess I just wanted to be left alone. I
didn’t want any sympathy, I just wanted the love of my life back. The only
question going through my mind was, “Why her?” That question perplexes still to
this day.


In recent days I have built up confidence enough to tell people about it,
but I still haven’t gotten over it. This is why I feel so strongly against gang
violence. Some teenagers join because they don’t have family support. But that’s
no reason to put innocent lives on the line. Everyday people are killed due to
gang-related violence. There is no reason to kill. It’s just flat-out stupid.

This event has contributed greatly to who I am. Although I have gained hatred and depression, there are some good things I’ve acquired. For instance, I used to be a fighter, now I don’t fight at all, unless of course it’s for self-defense. I also have become more sensitive. Many people think of a sensitive guy as cowardly or unmanly, but I don’t care what people think of me, which is another good attribute I gained from this negative experience.








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