sorry to my friends chatting with me via text and by phone...

I am not myself since my best friend was shot in a drive by....


*story time*
I went for a visit to a very old friend of mine... I have known him since elementary school... I lost touch with him during highschool... he manages to find my phone number and messages me and says we should hang out. we meet up at the nearby club and go in for a few drinks and a few games of poker... when it started to get late we walked out and when we got 3 blocks away from the joint we suddenly came across a group of thugs driving in a red vehicle... I then suddenly hear shouting and then gunfire... I dove behind the nearby dumpster in terror... when the shooting stopped I only see smoke as the vehicle peels away... I then notice on the ground my friend Luke is laying on the ground covered in blood, i call for police and ambulance on my phone and as i wait and try to stop the bleeding... he stopped breathing just before the ambulance arrived... he suffered 5 bullets to the chest, 3 of them punctured his lungs... I am completely traumatized and in still in shock from his death...


a day to see someone close ive known since childhood... turned into a night of bloodshed, terror, and sorrow... and forever a scar... in my mind and heart... a scar that bleeds and cries for the loss...

RIP Luke... may your soul rest easy and your murderers receive swift punishment for their crime. I am sorry your death came so soon... I wish I could have pulled you to safety before you were shot...