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“Killas in this town were in battle know everyone has the bullet to defeat our own blood. now those guy know that they shouldn’t mess with us. So now we go and kill everyone who thought that we were weak. So every one fire!!!!!”
Most often Pope is not always think right but when times get rough he knows what’s he doing . We call him Pope cause he got shot in the head by the Devil boys and survived he wasn’t in the hospital long. But he remembered the guys that shot him . So he went in his dad’s gun shop and robbed his dad’s twin revolver and went on a killing spree and shot 30 of those guys with 2 rounds. People don’t know how but when we saw the news we were kind of afraid but every time he told us about that we didn’t believe until we was at war with those guys we saw the guns and shot fore of those guy with one shot. But to think about it he is kid of fun when we shot at those foolish guy in the groin. Pope has so good aim that you will think he works for the police. But we never worry about anything not even if we got arrested by the police ,because we make money selling drugs, robbing corner stores or just robbing people on the block. So if we get arrested just call Pope he will get us out of there. But it’s not that easy you will have to pay it all back some how.
One morning we go to our gang ally to sweep the homeless off our territory to inspect to see If those traders around Mike, and Skip. Those are the two weakest kids in our school those two were blessed by Pope. Pope is the leader of the gang . The Local killas, that’s what we called it sense we couldn’t think of anything else. But we me and my friends are look for those Devil boys those guys are tough but every time we cross the street we have to look both way cause one of those boy ran Fred that kid was best friends with Pope that Pope was going to promote him to leader. But I think that wont happen but to pay our respect to him we all kill one of those boys every day to make those guys pay. Any way were looking for Skip, and Mike because rumor spread that those guy were the ones driving the back seat wit those guy so were think about moving our territory but Pope thought if they know were our hide out is the will have to go through the steps that way we can kill like forty of those guys.
My name is Cron because I like cross's and dragons but it was hard to earn that name because we would have to kill 30 guys just to be called what you want to want to be called really my name is Jake my mother named me that cause my dad died when I was still in my mothers body. But my mother died when my baby brother came when my step father left. I got adopted right after my baby brother was born. His name is Nelson. I like my brother because he is a bit smarter than me but he will never join a gang cause he wants a decent family and a job.
“This year were having the mayor coming for a gang crime meeting in the town hall so everyone be on there best and tell your parent” said my 10th grade teacher
Ms. Doughfree. I am still in school but my teach don’t want to teach any thing new. After school I go home and put a pistol in my back right pocket and search for Mike and Skip and see if they are In our hide out. And report Pope about what I found and then I go home at 12:30 at night and rest.
Two years later ……………….
I get a call from Pope telling me that my brother just got shot in a gang riot down 4 block away from my old school. I didn’t want to believe until I ran there as fast as I can it felt like I ran a mile while the tears are dripping from my eye I struggle .But I was afraid to see the body but he was like a part of my own blood. So when I seen him I carried him all the way to the hospital knowing the is no other way I can help him. So when I maid it I felt like I wanted to shoot my self to make sure he is safe in life and death. A week after the funeral I help Pope call out all of us in the gang to meet up at the hide out. On that day they came through the ally and we shot eighty of those guys and after that I gave 21 shots to the first guy after all he was dead but it was a present for my brother that’s watching now to make sure he know I’m still thinking about him. I also gave 43 for my mom too. I did that because that’s how old they were when they died. I cried for every shot I took.
A year later we killed their crew and their leader. By that time I moved and did what my brother want to do. I now have a wife and kids and a decent family. I left the gang also a puddle of tears.
- by mikel myers |
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- | Submitted on 09/30/2008 |
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- Title: Final Killa’s
- Artist: mikel myers
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crazy stories hahahah - Date: 09/30/2008
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