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Malachi
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its the fear of the unknown I think that scares us the most. if you can associate a name and find out why the spirit is there then I am sure you will be much more at peace.
You have a lot of shit going on there man. Maybe after this grow is over you can clean up everything and then ask a priest to come bless your house.
Hey jordis good to hear you got to sleep, I'm a total insomniac so I feel your pain. Did this kid get convicted for the murder?
thats gr8 im glad u got some good sleep in last night!, i wasnt asking how he got shot or why.. i was asking WHY did he die on your porch why did it happen at your house??
was he jus walking down the road and it happens infront of your house everyone was over their hanging out?
i was at my house doing what i usualy do. it was a sat night my grow friend was over and we were smoking and dozing off in front of my new 55 inch sony.
all of a sudden i hear this skkkrrrreeeeeeeeee mad rubber being burned down my street. i jumped up with my friend right behind me, thats when the shots rang out.
as were going for the front door i heard a loud ass crack like a whip snapping wicked fuckin hard in front of my face. like i felt the air. from that moment i remember hearing wood shatter, not crack but shatter completely. now my friend franki is a big ass puerto rican dude. big and he went down like i cant even explain. it was like someone tied a rope from a car bumper then to his leg, then just took off like a rocket. i mean he just went down. the wood at my door frame is shattered. my new tv had a hole 2 inches to the left. (thank god i dont know if insurance would have replaced my tv. it was my grandfather that reframed my door.)
so i look to the left and see franki starting to pick himself up off the floor, and as my head turned right i saw the kid on my steps. franki was getting up and untill i saw the kid i had no idea what happened. from the time the wood shattered in my face to the time i was on my steps it was maybe 30 seconds, there were 22 shots . i only heard the first. then i dont remember hearing anything else. how i missed the other 21 is soo beyond me. id have sworn up and down it was 1 shot. thats it. id have also sworn up an down that it was 25 minutes from the time i heard the crack noise to when i slid down the steps to the kid. it was 30 seconds.
there is no fucking reason in this world that any kid should die like that. that poor kid man. i lied to his mother when i told her he was gone in a second and probably felt nothing. still fuckin haunts me. my doctor wanted me to take xanax every day. i was like hell no, but i will take one if i cant sleep, but the ganja usually does it.
i dont know if anyone knows what a lot of blood smells like but its very metallic smelling and now when i sit on my portch, id swear i can smell it..theres still a stain on the wood, ive tried everything besides replacing the wood which is happening soon.
but anyway sorry to babble on. there was a party 5 houses down. the kid who got shot left the party when the scumbag showed up with his girl. i guess the girl was seeing both guys. the victim left the party started headin toward my house and the other kid just happened to catch him in front of my house. the kid tried to jump off his bike and run sideways to my yard to get away 2 shots caught him, one in the back the other in his neck in back and out his cheeck in front. the back shots got him right where it counts. it was a 44 mag anyway so you could imagine how this poor child looked. sufice to say it was not an open casket....fuck im going to take a xanax guys my hands are actually shaking.
just thinking about that night fuckin does something fucked up to my chest and stomach.
franki got up and had been hit in his ribs. but it grazed him across 2 ribs, he had a nasty cut about 9 inches long. it looked like someone scraped the shit out of him with a burning hot fire poker. a thick nasty black and red line. it bled like hell. but hes ok thank god. i need a break guys ill be back on a little later.