it was Friday night and i was about to go out but then my mom called me and she said "were do you think your going didn't u know that we are going to LA . How could u forget you've been "bothering" you what to go for that pass two weeks ". i remembered and went to my room and pack all of my shit and Friday night i was going to my home boys kick back he barely got out i really wanted to go but i rather go see my uncle we my mom and i went to LA . i was so happy because i was going to see my uncle my favorite uncle he is my like my brother . its been one year i hadn't seen him me and him did so many stupid things up at that hood in LA . this was all at LA i hella wanted to see my brother we have a lot of many memories together get got by that cops running away from that cops.
anyways we left Friday night and got to LA at Saturday night. when got to my uncles home he wasn't their but he called us up and told us to get that key it was in that mail box so we took that key and got inside in two minutes my uncle came i hug my uncle and then we went to go eat so tacos then we went to sleep. that next day we went to long beach we had so much fun we stayed for to weeks. i got scared in that nights because all i could hear was gun shot my uncle called me a cry baby and told me "i remember we u use to live with me you weren't scared you got use to it you turn into a chicken so should come and live with me for awhile !" i told him yeah but my mom got in it she said " I didn't want you to turn into a gangster like your uncle my uncle got kind of mad. because my mom told him I'm just playing but i know she real meant it. it was that last day of being in LA my uncle took me to get new clothes i didn't want to leave m
but i had to.
we went home a Friday night and we got home in a Saturday night i was sad because i had to wait one year again to see my uncle again but my mom was happy to be in her house. my cousins asked me if i got shot or scared of that gangsters i said "no because my uncle was their but i hear a lot of gun shots and had a lot of fun!"
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