Yurluzn Bracket
07-22-2005, 04:45 PM
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When I Woke Up The Next Morning, I Was Still Thinking About The Night Before. I Didn’t Want To Think About It, But Something Kept It On My Mind. It Might Have Been The Fact That Some Of The Stuff Ian Said, Actually Had Made Sense.
That Day At School I Kept Quite, And I Studied Everyone. I Watched How The Blacks Would Talk Smack On The Basketball Court Like They Owned It, And How The Hispanic People Would Sit At The Lunch Table And Beg For Money.
After I Was Done Studying My Classmates, I Did Some Thinking. Was There Really Some Truth To The Views That Ian Was Preaching? If There Was, Then Why Wasn’t Anything Done To Balance Out Equality?
I Pondered That Question For A While. I Never Really Knew The Real Answer, But I Just Continued To Study People Day In And Day Out. I Pretty Much Caught Onto Everyone’s Routine, And Actually Noticed Somewhat Of A Ranking System Between Races.
I Noticed That The Black’s All Followed And Respected This Kid Named Zoo. Zoo Was A Big Guy With A Real Dark Complexion. He Looked Real Evil, And I Guess That’s Why People Looked Up To Him. Anytime Zoo Talked, All The Black’s Would Listen. It Was Like He Had Mind Control On The African Public.
A Few Weeks Went By, And I Would Stop Into See Ian Every So Often. Ian Was A Good Man, I Just Didn’t Know If I Could Buy Into His Beliefs. There Was Just Something That Held Me Back.
He Was Always Telling Me That America Was Becoming An Infection, Because The White Race Was Slowly Becoming The Minority. I Was Starting To Believe It Too, Because My School Was Already Overpopulated With Minorities, And To Make Things Worse, A Jewish Family Had Just Moved Next Door To Me.
One Night I Was Walking Home From Ian’s House. It Was Real Late, And I Was Intoxicated. My Dad And My Mom Had A Huge Fight A Few Days Before, And The Police Took My Father Away, So I Didn’t Have To Worry About Getting Beat When I Came Home.
I Walked Around The Alley, And Then I Turned Toward My House. I Noticed The Door Wide Open, So I Ran Inside. The Kitchen Was A Mess, And I Could Hear My Mom Screaming Across The Hall.
At First I Thought My Dad Was Back. I Walked Toward My Mom’s Screams. I Picked Up A Knife From The Kitchen Table, And Walked Down The Hallway. When I Got Into My Moms Room, A Black Man Was On Top Of Her, And Was Choking Her.
I Ran Toward The Bed, And Stabbed The Guy In The Leg. He Backhanded Me To The Floor, And Then Slapped My Mom. I Got Back Up, And Jumped On His Back. I Wrapped My Arm Around His Neck And Choked Him With Everything I Had.
The Man Hopped Up, And Tossed Me Over His Shoulders. He Grabbed My Hair, And Threw Me Into The Wall. Then He Took Off Running Through My House, And Out The Front Door.
I Heard My Mom’s Whimpers, From The Bed Above Me. I Crawled Up Onto The Bed, And Seen My Mom’s Face. She Looked Like She Had Traveled Through Hell And Back. I Grabbed The Phone, And Called 911.
There Was Blood Coming From My Head, And Everything Started To Go Blurry. I Heard The Operator Pick Up And Say, “Nine One One, What’s Your Emergency?” I Tried To Talk, But I Was Losing So Much Blood. “Help Me!” I Said, And Then With That, I Blacked Out On The Bed.
When I Woke Up The Next Morning, I Was Still Thinking About The Night Before. I Didn’t Want To Think About It, But Something Kept It On My Mind. It Might Have Been The Fact That Some Of The Stuff Ian Said, Actually Had Made Sense.
That Day At School I Kept Quite, And I Studied Everyone. I Watched How The Blacks Would Talk Smack On The Basketball Court Like They Owned It, And How The Hispanic People Would Sit At The Lunch Table And Beg For Money.
After I Was Done Studying My Classmates, I Did Some Thinking. Was There Really Some Truth To The Views That Ian Was Preaching? If There Was, Then Why Wasn’t Anything Done To Balance Out Equality?
I Pondered That Question For A While. I Never Really Knew The Real Answer, But I Just Continued To Study People Day In And Day Out. I Pretty Much Caught Onto Everyone’s Routine, And Actually Noticed Somewhat Of A Ranking System Between Races.
I Noticed That The Black’s All Followed And Respected This Kid Named Zoo. Zoo Was A Big Guy With A Real Dark Complexion. He Looked Real Evil, And I Guess That’s Why People Looked Up To Him. Anytime Zoo Talked, All The Black’s Would Listen. It Was Like He Had Mind Control On The African Public.
A Few Weeks Went By, And I Would Stop Into See Ian Every So Often. Ian Was A Good Man, I Just Didn’t Know If I Could Buy Into His Beliefs. There Was Just Something That Held Me Back.
He Was Always Telling Me That America Was Becoming An Infection, Because The White Race Was Slowly Becoming The Minority. I Was Starting To Believe It Too, Because My School Was Already Overpopulated With Minorities, And To Make Things Worse, A Jewish Family Had Just Moved Next Door To Me.
One Night I Was Walking Home From Ian’s House. It Was Real Late, And I Was Intoxicated. My Dad And My Mom Had A Huge Fight A Few Days Before, And The Police Took My Father Away, So I Didn’t Have To Worry About Getting Beat When I Came Home.
I Walked Around The Alley, And Then I Turned Toward My House. I Noticed The Door Wide Open, So I Ran Inside. The Kitchen Was A Mess, And I Could Hear My Mom Screaming Across The Hall.
At First I Thought My Dad Was Back. I Walked Toward My Mom’s Screams. I Picked Up A Knife From The Kitchen Table, And Walked Down The Hallway. When I Got Into My Moms Room, A Black Man Was On Top Of Her, And Was Choking Her.
I Ran Toward The Bed, And Stabbed The Guy In The Leg. He Backhanded Me To The Floor, And Then Slapped My Mom. I Got Back Up, And Jumped On His Back. I Wrapped My Arm Around His Neck And Choked Him With Everything I Had.
The Man Hopped Up, And Tossed Me Over His Shoulders. He Grabbed My Hair, And Threw Me Into The Wall. Then He Took Off Running Through My House, And Out The Front Door.
I Heard My Mom’s Whimpers, From The Bed Above Me. I Crawled Up Onto The Bed, And Seen My Mom’s Face. She Looked Like She Had Traveled Through Hell And Back. I Grabbed The Phone, And Called 911.
There Was Blood Coming From My Head, And Everything Started To Go Blurry. I Heard The Operator Pick Up And Say, “Nine One One, What’s Your Emergency?” I Tried To Talk, But I Was Losing So Much Blood. “Help Me!” I Said, And Then With That, I Blacked Out On The Bed.