So you know how I live in the center of the ghetto? It's really like being the diamond found in the rough. Even though I have all this bullsh*t chaos around me, a stranger would think I was raised in the suburbs because I act so...normal and NOT ghetto. I don't like typing LyKe DiS... and stuff like that, and I WANT to go to college. At school, I don't text all the time, I don't talk about doing people, i don't talk about how I'm going to "throw down" later. I DON'T smoke weed, crack, marijuana, glue or any other sh*t that exists out there. I do what I'm supposed to do, finish it, and come back home.

I can't wait to graduate and go to college, because when I get my BA, my sisters and I are going to relocate my family from living in this poor ass stupid city to somewhere where we can actually relate to the people, like in Minnesota, where some of our only families live.

Yesterday in the MIDDLE of the night, I was awakened by the sudden firing of a gun. I don't know any fancy names, but this gun was LOUD as hell. SUPER LOUD. I guess my new neighbors from across the street were still celebrating J4, but instead of fireworks now, they were SHOOTING guns. I heard multiple shots, and yeah. It scared the heebeejeebees outta me, kind of like that loud thunder storm that scared me back in 2007. It was just so terrifying because it felt so close, even though i knew my neighbors were across the street.

Of course, being the ignorant kadoos that they were, after shooting multiple times, they all just laughed and shouted, "You a dumbass nigga! Haha! Wha da f*ck..." and other senseless bullsh*t to each other. They continued shooting, and after a minute or so, I heard something that sounded like a giant motorcycle. It roared to life like a monster and it scared the f*ck outta me too.

I don't get how these ghetto b*tches can laugh at all the dangerous **** they do. They run around with guns in their hands, with knives, and they also go around trying to act hard and sh*t, but as soon as someone gets hurt, they're all in the news crying and saying, "We gotta stop dis violence...it's wrong, it's wrong!" F*ck, sh*thead, you're the main ones doing this bull!!

BTW, it also pisses me off when were at school, and the main assholes ask if they can copy from me. Like, b*tch, if you were paying attention to the teacher instead of talking about your balls to that girl beside your retarded ass, you wouldn't be asking me sh*t, so hell no you can't copying my work! I hate when they also have the nerves to call me stingy. I'm not stingy, that's just what you get for not valuing your education, sucker! (Now I sit @ home laughing at those asses, because they're in summer school trying to catch up with their credits. HA. HA!)

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