It is coming my friend

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  I knew that one day I am going to be killed. So everyday I do my best to do what is right everyday and I pray for a better and safe city. My friend Marty and I went outside knowing that once we stepped out that door we could be killed. I heard gunshots and all of a sudden I saw Marty fall. I knew right at the moment I knew he was shot. After he fell I heard screaming in the house. So immitately I rushed to the house and only to come and see my dead parents. I then realized that my house was being attcked by the black people. I started running to the Latin American hood. There I stayed with one of my Latin American friends. I was so sad. I was sobbing bitterley. I could not bare any longer the pain inside me. The pain is unbareable, but like people says, " An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth." Well today I am going to change that to My family and friends for your life!

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