It was a hot summer day in September; just two days before my birthday, I was only twelve years old. I was just a little kid not even in my teens. A couple of friends decided that after school we were just going to hang out in front of my building. It was five of us and we were just sitting and watching the girls come out of school from a near by high school. The friends that I was hanging out with were newly friendship that I had come into. We were hanging out and whistling at girls and making jokes

After it was all over I was crying my eyes out. Especially when I saw two of my friends on the floor, one was shot two times and the other was shot once. After the cops came and asked us a series of questions, I had to face the worst part my parents. They had asked me if I had joined a gang I told them I had not. My dad told me a very good quote, he told me " tell me who you hang out with and I'll tell you who you are ".

A couple of hours passed by and my friend brought up an interesting conversation. He mentioned that I should join a little crew that he had recently joined; the funny part being that I was stupid enough to give it a lot of thinking into it. He was giving me a lot of lies on how if you join that you would have a lot of friends and people would respect you. But, he left out a pretty good part out; he forgot to mention what would about to happen next.

From that day on if someone would even have the nerve to ask me to join a gang you wont see me speaking to him or her in the future. One must learn from experiences if you don't

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