I wrote a story of my life (part one) see on previous page. >>
Sitting in the jail cell made me think and worry a lot; but with this guy right next to me made me think that either I die or I go to jail; but I was destine that either of this would occur I tried to my best to make him believe that I would never tell the police what he had done. While the police on the other hand threatened me and spoke to me harshly they said that I would be an accessory to the crime and would serve as much time as they did. This was not easy for me “knowing everything that a gang banger did and he is sitting in a cell with you” the cops took me out questioning me every 10 minutes; and when I got back he would want to know everything they told me and everything I said to them. I and it was that moment where he told me “if you ever say anything to the police I will shoot you in your head” I sucked it in and said to him “don’t u trust me” knowing that some time I would tell the police….. Later in the day the police took me out again and told me that there was someone on the phone for me, it was the most important person in my life (my mom) that was the only time I had spoken to her in weeks because I was never home or she was either so mad at me because of the people I hung out with…. But it was that moment walking slowly to the phone wondering if she was crying, mad, or happy… I picked up the phone and said a calm hello she spoke in a well maintained paste not yelling or shouting but talking to me as her daughter, she told me that I had to make a decision and based on the decision I made it would have impacted on my life she spoke some more sincere things to me that made a tear roll down my eye. After talking to my mother the police asked me again do I have anything to say, I shook my head and said no with tears in my eyes they putted me back in the cell with no remorse. When I got there I heard a voice say “the way she I crying she looks like she’s going to (inform) “ he held my face and squeezed it till my checks meet and said to me u better suck it up. I wiped my eyes and then sat on the cold concrete floors with my back against the wall with blood and gang signs all over it. The next thing I remembered was waking up all curled up in the exact spot I sat in the night before. I for a moment I realized that I had dreams and ambitions goals that I had to achieve and I sat in a jail cell covering someone’s ass. From that moment I realized I had to say something and my mind was all made up. Later that day the police had to go do more investigation on the scene and took “the guy” along with them. I felt that this was my opportunity I told a younger guy in the cell with me everything that happened and he told me that I was going to jail for it with not doubt. He told me that I should tell the police exactly what had happened and yelled to a cop immediately with no hesitation. He started most of it off and I continued all the important details like where the gun and documents was the cop then took me out of the cell and the guy along with him. As soon as they got back “mad head” and the group of search team arrived he say I was out side and they were leaving with the other guy and immediately this look I have never seen from him come across his face I got cold chills and turned my head.
(look forward to part 3 when I was close to death by other gang bangers)
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