Jose Espinoza

                                                                                                                                                                                                 Sergio Lopez

                                                                                                                                                                                                     6th period

It was a Wednesday night.My friend Shy Boy called me,he was jumpy and happy.                                                                    He invited me to a party.I with a smile in my face said wheel be there.                                                                                             I then told my brother Genio and my homie Gufas.They said they were down.                                                                           So we got ready and asked Shy Boy fot the directions.

 Its 20 passed 10pm were ready for the party.Threes only one problem.                                                                                      We have no gas money!We were just moping around thinking about how to get money.                                                            There was nothing we could do,we were stuck at home.We looked anxious and were shaking ower legs.

 It was getting late,we were outside when this pretty boy passed by.He looked like he had money.                                             He was wearing a Polo shirt andLevis.Gufas decided to jump him and get his money.                                                               We beat him and got his money,he only had $50 dollars on him.We then book it!                                                                       We then get in the truck and put gas on the truck.We made it to the party on time.

Sometimes you dont know your future.You may not know whatyou will do may cause something drastic.I didint know that by teling my brother that i was hit up by some guies and I was with my little sister wuld change our life’s.I was scared and mad,I didnt know what to do.Life as i knew it wuld change.

It was a nice day,Friday was the day.My brother Mariano was mowing the lawn.I sudenly apear,I tell my brother Mariano what had hapened.He then stops and calls some friends,we then look for Churo and Pancho.It was ten minutes after when we found them walking.My brother and a friend were chasing them,I was behind.churo and Pancho ran ito a house.im guessing they called some friends,because about five guies showed up.we were only three guies at the time.

Like a minute later most of my friends showed up.They get off their cars and confront them.The african americans were scared.My brother Mariano confronts them one by one, they were scared, you could tell because the African Americans were backing up.When my brother Mariano got to the last one, the boy was sixteen.He pulled out a gun.He hesitated,but my brother Mariano was geting to close.Then the sixteen year old shot my brother Mariano.

He had shot my brother,I hadent realized it was my brother, but it was. My friends Grandulon was in his car,he took him to the hospital.Four of my friends were caught.They were taken to the police station.They were cheked to see if they had a record.They were free’d the next morning.The sixteen year old was found in the hospital.He had shot himself in the foot.He is now locked up.My brother in the other hand was fighting for his life.Why?Because of something someone said.Till this day i still think about it.if you realy think about it it wasent churos fault,it was panchos fault!!

Sometimes you dont know your future.You may not know whatyou will do may cause something drastic.I didint know that by teling my brother that i was hit up by some guies and I was with my little sister wuld change our life’s.I was scared and mad,I didnt know what to do.Life as i knew it wuld change.

It was a nice day,Friday was the day.My brother Mariano was mowing the lawn.I sudenly apear,I tell my brother Mariano what had hapened.He then stops and calls some friends,we then look for Churo and Pancho.It was ten minutes after when we found them walking.My brother and a friend were chasing them,I was behind.churo and Pancho ran ito a house.im guessing they called some friends,because about five guies showed up.we were only three guies at the time.

Like a minute later most of my friends showed up.They get off their cars and confront them.The african americans were scared.My brother Mariano confronts them one by one, they were scared, you could tell because the African Americans were backing up.When my brother Mariano got to the last one, Churo he was sixteen.He pulled out a gun.He hesitated,but my brother Mariano was geting to close.Then the sixteen year old shot my brother Mariano.

He had shot my brother,I hadent realized it was my brother, but it was. My friends Grandulon was in his car,he took him to the hospital.Four of my friends were caught.They were taken to the police station.They were cheked to see if they had a record.They were free’d the next morning.The sixteen year old was found in the hospital.He had shot himself in the foot.He is now locked up.My brother in the other hand was fighting for his life.Why?Because of something someone said.Till this day i still think about it.Life changed for everyone because Keny,Keny had nothing to do with the problem it was Churo’s problem,but whos doing the time??Keny is!

well about a month later my brother was good to go home,after four surgery’s.i was glad,but dint know if he blamed me for what had hapened.Slowly he began walking he was happy.Then ond day we went crusing,he was driving.All of ower friends were happy,we chiled and talked about wat had hapened.Now we just look back and and try to smile.

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