Free Choice

When I was about 9 or 10 something terrible had happen to one of my family members so terrible it was almost fatal for them. It was a regular summer I was a fourth grader soon to be a fifth. It was July my birthday had just past and my mom had just got out of jail. We were living at her moms house me, my mom, my sister Angelique, and our cat Trina and her four kittens. It wasn't the healthiest house my mom was desperately trying to find work and my grandma was losing her patience with us.

Me and my sister weren't doing to good ourselves my sister was in school and i barely went because I wanted to stay home with my mom because i missed her so much while she was away, and when I did go to school I couldn't pay attention because i was to busy hoping that my mom wouldn't be gone when i got home. My sister was really doing bad though because she doesn't know how to show emotions so instead of spending time with my mom because she missed her, she thought it was a better idea to go kick it on the street with the home boys not a very smart decision so that was and everyday thing for her  kicking it on Shalimar waiting for something bad to happen to her.

So one day she was doing her regular thing what ever she was doing everyday on that street and something was different she said something didn't feel right (she told me this like a year ago because we didn't talk at the time of the incident) But she said there was a very erie feeling that day. Then all she remembers was everyone was running and she didn't know why there was a car coming down the street so she thought they were moving out of the way of the car but what didn't was the car stop and she didn't see the man who came out of the car with a a sawed off shotgun and a bandanna on his face till she turned around and at that point he was so close that the sight of the gun had put her into a slight shock, she tried to run but she tripped on the curb and fell at this point she didn't know what to do so she just covered her face, Boom!, she was shot point blank on the right side of her body! 

She told me she doesn't remember much after that just little bits and pieces of the ambulance drive to the hospital. I was spending the night at my friends so I didn't find out till the next morning because my mom didn't want me to freak out and try to walk from Costa mesa all the way to western med. because I probably would have. She was in the hospital for four months i didn't get to visit her once the hospital said i wasn't old enough. This incident changed me because now I try to spend as much time with my sister as possible so if i do lose her someday god forbid but i will at least know that we were close and know that the last words I say her I going to be "I hate you" or anything like that. It also taught me not to hang in the street and make bad decisions. I love my sister very much and i'm blessed to have her with me today.

The man responsible!