I feel fucked up in the worst way man. Well, that's a little exaggerating but I do feel very... Down.
A 16 year old kid got stabbed near my house just now. His dad was at my house, chilling. The brother of the kid came to our house to find the dad and tell him the news. The brother broke down. The dad went off somewhere. My house is empty now (aside from my family that lives here).
It wasn't directly outside my house - a few streets away. But its 4am and the kid got sent to the hospital.
I knew the brother - a little bit. I see him around sometimes when we host get togethers at my house. I probably knew the kid.
Man. I don't like death. Not like this. Not for stupid reasons. I know people die every day but someone I know, even just a little bit, died while I was fucking playing Dota.
Fucking dota.
Worst part? Kid died because a gang wanted his bike. They STABBED A FUCKING KID (ok he was a teenager but still) FOR A BIKE.
I can't even blame anyone. Those gang kids dont know any better.
Blah fuck. I almost decided to drink tonight too but I just feel so... bad. I dunno.
thanks.
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