Eminem Rant book Pt. 2

Rant #4

When no one gets shot at or heard about getting shot at in the hood.

So I've come to a realization, that a lot of these fanfics fail to realize where exactly Marshall and your character is growing up.

You guy's are growing up in the hood of Detroit.

Not the high posh area's of Detroit because believe it or not, those does exist.

And what I mean by this is..Your stories lack the following things your characters will more than likely experience in real life.

1.) Getting shot at.

2.) Being in an area where people are shooting.

3.) House being robbed.

4.) Being caught in a stick up.

5.) Your car being stolen.

6.) Someone swindling you out of money.

7.) Gangsters trying to recruit you.

A lot of people usually do a pretty good job of describing shady characters lurking about in their stories, but not a lot of people actually follow through with actual crimes that happen.

Like you guy's be writing your character walking down the street at 12 in the morning with absolutely no type of protection or weapon to use like she's walking down the sunny streets of LA. 

And nothing happens to her!?

All those shady character's she passed and not a one approaches her!?

What world are y'all living in!?

Like I don't even live in Detroit and I was put into a scary situation where I could've been shot and a car could've ran into my house.

Okay so let me explain.

Story time.

Alright so this happened about 2 years ago now.

I had just gotten home from school and some day's I walk home and some day's I got picked up from the bus stop.

Anyway, I had just made it home and I went to my computer and immediately put on my head phones cause you know that's what teenagers do.

Anyway,  I hadn't had my head phones on for not even 15 minutes.

When all of a sudden.. I heard.

KABLAM!! 💥

I didn't think too much of it at the moment, cause i thought it was one of those freight trucks passing by that makes a lot of noise going down the streets. So I shrug and continue listening to my music.

Not even 2 minutes passed.

Before I heard my mom shouting my name telling me to come here.

I was like "What's going on?" I asked her.

She was like, "A CAR JUST RAN INTO OUR NEIGHBOR'S HOUSE ACROSS THE STREET!"

So by this time, I had bolted too the nearest window and looked outside.

And sure enough.

There was a car in my neighbor's house across the street...and it was smoking!!

I was gonna call 911..but before I could even get to my phone.

And i'm not lying when I say this.

But about 9 COP CARS CAME FROM BOTH DIRECTIONS DOWN MY STREET AND SWARMED THE HOUSE.😨😨😨

When I tell you it looked like something out of Law and Order.

I am not playing.

These cops had MACHINE GUNS and SNIPERS! 

And were pointing them at the smoking car.

Me and my mom couldn't believe what we were witnessing.

Anyway, the cops swarmed the car and pulled this guy out the car who seemed to be injured.

But guess what..it wasn't from crashing into our neighbors house.

No.

Turns out, he had gotten shot a few times and that's why he had crashed.

My mom actually told me she heard the gun shots before the loud crash.

So police pulled him out the car, an ambulance came, and put him on a stretcher and took him away, while the cops called a tow truck to take the car out of our neighbors house.

My neighbors were okay thankfully.

But the guy who crashed into the house..

Well he unfortunately died. (A:N his family members still leaves stuffed animals and balloons every year around the time he died..R.I.P)

And the person who was shooting at him was trying to escape down the street, but I believe they caught him.

But for that entire night, 2 main streets were blocked off by dozens of cops, and my street in particular had cops and detective there the entire night.

I saw detectives with long black trench coats and camera's taking pictures.

And it was just crazy.

But anyway, I realized that if I had of been late coming home, I possibly could've gotten shot, and if his car had of turned my corner instead of heading straight, it probably would've crashed into our car and maybe even our house.

And I don't even live in Detroit y'all.

So tell me why your characters are prancing around in the streets at night, hanging out in shady clubs, chilling over people houses y'all don't know with Marshall and D12.

And ain't nothing happening to y'all characters? 🙄

Like if you don't wanna make a fanfic where someone get's shot or they get robbed or something.

The least you can do is have your main characters tires stolen off their car.

Make it some what realistic. 😒