Continued thread from:http://2pacboard.com/forum/showthread.php?t=146764&page=6&pp=15
Read that^^^thread before posting in this
Sup ya'll. I appreciated the advice given in the first thread. But now some new shits been happening.
Yesterday(Saturday), one of the 10-15 dudes that jumped me and my lil sister just happen to park and hang out in front of my driveway(keep in mind he's supposedly in middle school). My lil sister came in the house and told me and my mama that he was outside, not aware that I live there. So...my mama took me outside and she starts talkin a lot of shit to the boy cuz him and his squad jumped me. I was real heated at the moment too, but for some reason, I didn't want hit to him, at least at that time. So my lil sister calls my brother in law (in his mid 20's) and he comes over in 5 minutes. During that time, the one dude (let's call him Popi) drove somewhere else. So my brother takes me with him to find Popi and we see him down the street. Next thing you know, I get out the car, angry then a mothafucka, and get ready to swing at him. But he's yelling out, "I don't wanna fight, I don't wanna fight you, man!" I didn't wanna fight neither but I had to let Popi and everybody else know that they couldn't fuck with me no more cuz a lot of people for some reason love messin with me. Popi wanted to fight when him and his 15 friends were jumping me and my lil sis, but he didn't wanna fight me 1-on-1. Fuck it. So we go at it. I didn't woop his ass but Popi started running from me. I only got 2 hits off of him and he only kicked me one time. I was going to chase after him and beat him down, but I had a changed of heart, I guess. I let Popi drive away in his car while my brother took me back home. I thought he might've gotten his peeps and my brother would've gotten his. I waited outside all day waiting for him to retailiate, but Popi never showed. But he knew now where I lived, so I know, one day, I'll have to deal with him and his peeps.
During the time I was waiting outside, I got to thinking and I felt regret. I wished I could rewind to the moment when I was fighting and call a truce or something because I'm not into fighting and dragging on drama. I felt sympathy for Popi almost. But on the otherside of the coin, I had to let people know I wasn't the one to keep on fucking with, because I live in a bad neighboorhood and nobody gives a fuck about whose peaceful or not.
But I feel like I've grown a little bit, because for the second time, I stood up for myself and made a name for myself on the block. But still, I feel like one day, while I'm waiting on the city bus to come or walking down the street by myself, I'll get jumped again, cuz lately, a lot of my friends had been getting jumped. I got a homeboy that just got out the hospital who him and his brother got jumped.
To be continued.....but what should be my next step?
Read that^^^thread before posting in this
Sup ya'll. I appreciated the advice given in the first thread. But now some new shits been happening.
Yesterday(Saturday), one of the 10-15 dudes that jumped me and my lil sister just happen to park and hang out in front of my driveway(keep in mind he's supposedly in middle school). My lil sister came in the house and told me and my mama that he was outside, not aware that I live there. So...my mama took me outside and she starts talkin a lot of shit to the boy cuz him and his squad jumped me. I was real heated at the moment too, but for some reason, I didn't want hit to him, at least at that time. So my lil sister calls my brother in law (in his mid 20's) and he comes over in 5 minutes. During that time, the one dude (let's call him Popi) drove somewhere else. So my brother takes me with him to find Popi and we see him down the street. Next thing you know, I get out the car, angry then a mothafucka, and get ready to swing at him. But he's yelling out, "I don't wanna fight, I don't wanna fight you, man!" I didn't wanna fight neither but I had to let Popi and everybody else know that they couldn't fuck with me no more cuz a lot of people for some reason love messin with me. Popi wanted to fight when him and his 15 friends were jumping me and my lil sis, but he didn't wanna fight me 1-on-1. Fuck it. So we go at it. I didn't woop his ass but Popi started running from me. I only got 2 hits off of him and he only kicked me one time. I was going to chase after him and beat him down, but I had a changed of heart, I guess. I let Popi drive away in his car while my brother took me back home. I thought he might've gotten his peeps and my brother would've gotten his. I waited outside all day waiting for him to retailiate, but Popi never showed. But he knew now where I lived, so I know, one day, I'll have to deal with him and his peeps.
During the time I was waiting outside, I got to thinking and I felt regret. I wished I could rewind to the moment when I was fighting and call a truce or something because I'm not into fighting and dragging on drama. I felt sympathy for Popi almost. But on the otherside of the coin, I had to let people know I wasn't the one to keep on fucking with, because I live in a bad neighboorhood and nobody gives a fuck about whose peaceful or not.
But I feel like I've grown a little bit, because for the second time, I stood up for myself and made a name for myself on the block. But still, I feel like one day, while I'm waiting on the city bus to come or walking down the street by myself, I'll get jumped again, cuz lately, a lot of my friends had been getting jumped. I got a homeboy that just got out the hospital who him and his brother got jumped.
To be continued.....but what should be my next step?
