Today *or should I say yesterday, the entry says tomorrow, anywho* while chatting with honey, I decided to go more into my past. One reason for it is so you can better understand me. It may not always be chronlogical, but try to stick with me. Maybe one day I'll put it in order.

Well, since it's the fourth of July, I thought it'd be approiate to talk about when my brother got shot. WHy that, cause, he got shot 5 years ago on this day. Here's how it happened. Ok, so we move into this new area right. We don't know that many ppl. But my brother has to associate with some Northtianos. *northerners (it translated to english), mexican gang of young ppl born and raised her in America* FOr awhile things were ok till he start fighting with Southtianos. *southerners, mexican gang of young ppl born in Mexico, and raised there* And won every fight. THey did not like that. So on July 4, 1996 they decided to come at night 5 cars deep. THey start coming out their cars. I run in the house, I'm like what do I do. * in the meanwhile they surrond my big bro and his friends out there* So I decide to do one of the dumbest things I've ever done. I go in my big bro's room and get his gun. *my logic, they see gun, I shoot in air, they run*So I come outside with the gun and try to shoot in the air, NO BULLETS!!! But they start to run though. I'm like YEAH. THey're like get the strapa *gun* So most run in their cars and start to leave, except the guy with the gun. He shoots at my big bro twice. One hits em. IN THE HEAD!!! So after that, they start to leave when the cops come. Who called??? SO they chase the car and catch em. In the meanwhile my bro is in the bathroom, he's hurt, though he don't know he's shot. Serious. So we call ambulance after seeing the bullet in there.

When the ambulance comes, they ask what happen, he refuses to tell. So later, after going to the ambulance, we found out why he survived. It was hollowed tipped!!! If it was a normal bullet I would have no big bro right now. *apparently when shot with a hollowed tip in the chest, more pain* So afterward, the cops want my big bro to be a witness in the trial. He goes but protects them. *why you ask, to stop the threats we received* So homeboy gets in trouble only for evading arrest, possenion of a gun, and speeding. So after that my bro asked why I came out with the gun. *I lied* I said they were coming into the house.

In retrospect, we both got lucky there. We could've got hurt or killed easily. Must've been God helping us. And, luckily the lil sis and bro were in the house. Tomorrow, I'll write about the drive bys that my big bro started.