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2005-05-05 08:11:55 ET The night before last was horrible. About ten at night We heard four gun shots. Moments later sirens and lights filled the neighborhood. About four houses way from mine there was a fight. Bunch of kids... Drugs involved, apparently over some girl... A boy, 18, tried to make peace. He was shot three times for his efforts.. at least once in the face. He was gone before the could get him to the hospital. The killer ran. they all ran. What was left at the scene was someone's eighty year old grandparents who lived in the house, a kid to messed up to go anywhere and the girlfriend of the victim. She was crying aot... started screaming when they put the boy on the gurney. Last night there were a group of kids who felt that the best way to settle there differences was to meet in the streets and go at each other with baseball bats. I have no idea if this incident had anything to do with the night before. More cops, More sirens, more screaming in the streets. I am very tired today. I have an essay to write on the causes of the civil war. I don't want to sit and write eight pages on why people created sides and began killing each other. I want to be done with that for a little while. |
