It was a week before today when my dad walked in to my room in his work attire, a black one piece suit with a pink tie and his typical round glasses. When I looked at my dad, I said "And that's what I'm gonna be when I grow up, except the opposite." He sat down on my bed, and opened his mouth like he was going to say something, and then closed it. He then opened it again but this time he talked. "Next week today, we're moving." We currently lived in LA, in a rich neighborhood of other rich white businessmen. "Son, we're moving to Compton."
It was the year 1988, and Compton was one of the most feared cities. N.W.A was beginning to blow with their best album yet, "Straight Outta Compton".
Gangs and violence were the norm, and the government didn't give a shit. He must have seen the shock and then worry on my face , because he said "don't worry. We will be fine."
With that he walked out, shutting my door behind him.
