• Rain was my sister. Taylor was my ex-Girlfriend. Rain died in December 2008. Taylor died on new years 2009. They both ment the world to me.

    Rain was my older sister, she played, fought, and talked with me all the time. She was eightteen she was about to be nineteen in three days. She always told me to stay away from the gangs in the area we lived in. But my dumb a** got put right in the middle of them. fifteen in a gang that was bad. Rain was mad at me from the day i started o the day she died. It was a late night and i was at home sleep, but my friend CoCo came and woke me up cause there was a fight going on and she didnt want me to miss it. We snuck out my window and went to the fight. After the fight, the guys ran, but me and the crew stayed, they all were laughing and telling me and CoCo stuff, then a drive by happened some of the older guys grabbed me and CoCo and ran. We hid in the ally. Then Rain came sweaty and out of breath, She looked worried and hugged me then got pissed and slapped me. She didnt have tine to yell she grabbed my arm and ran. We ran into the wrong ally though, we thought we were behind our house but ran into a dead end. One of the cars that was shooting up our neighboor hood pulled in the ally, Rain pushed me behind a dumpster, and she faced them. Fpur guys got out the car Killed her then left. I was there stunned, couldnt scream or move, all i could do was sit there in a ball and look at my sister. CoCo ran in and sat next to me she started crying as soon as she sat down. The last words Rain said to me that night was "We all live in a fantasy world in life. Killing someone makes you something great in your world but a monster in this one." She died before the cops or anyone else to find us.

    Taylor was the love of my life i was with her for about a year and a half. After news of my sister dying reached her she was hoghly upset i didnt tell her that night. She told me to come over her house two weeks later so its like the middle of december. She slapped me as soon as i walked in the door. I had to stand for two hours straight and listen to her yell and watch her cry, because i was selfish and got my sister killed. She told me she didnt want to be with me anymore and left me. The last thing Taylor ever said to me was. "You live the life of a mobster you run things and you take things, but you dont like things getting taken away from you, so grow up or get out. Your not a man, not the man i loved, your a selfish kid who doesnt care any more. You think your invicable but your not!" That same day her and her mom got into a car accadent with a DUI driver her mom died on impact. Taylor was put in a coma. She died on new years day.

    I loved both of them. I visit their graves once every week and say how much i miss them and how my week was so far. I cry when i look at their pictures. And every day i set foot out side and here people call me by my gang name i die a little more inside. I chose o gointo a gang because i thought it make me better i thought i be looked out for. But that was a fake fantasy. No noe cared CoCo died and none of the gang members went to the funeral they just talk about how good of a fighter she was. And when i die although im no in the gang anymore theyll just say the same thing. "Its a shame we lost him." then theyll fill another kids head with fantasys of greatness and stupidity and get them killed.