True story. I love my mom for saving almost every picture/painting/poem/story I wrote when I was a child. Between my sister and I, there are cardboard boxes full of them and every now and then she'll pull some out of the stash for us to read. I don't remember most, but this particular story/day I recall oh so vividly.
I remember going outside to hang out with my dad as he was watering the front lawn and we noticed almost everyone out on their porches staring out at something that was going down a few doors down from us. I remember seeing two older men trying to chase down a younger dude who was running down the street with a cut up, bloody fist. (I'm talking blood streaming down his arm and all over his clothes). Turns out he was on some crazy ass drug, got into a huge fight with his dad and just started going ballistic on the street, punching in random windows and doors. Pretty crazy shit for an area that's otherwise pretty quiet. A bunch of police cruisers showed up shortly after to take him away. Two cops stayed behind and gathered up some of the kids, who'd been watching all of this take place, to have a little chat about what went on. You know; the famous talk. About SAYING NO TO DRUGS. "NO. Just say NO. And run away." We even got some dirty SNTD stickers. I thought it would be a great idea to jot down my amazing thoughts and observations on the whole thing.
If I had a blog when I was 5, this is what I would've posted:
3 comments:
i saw a man get arrested at a dairy queen in north york. he was put in the back of the cruiser and he looked at my sister and she cried.
I like how all the important words are spelled correctly: Boy, Drugs, Punch. I love love this. Where you falling off the table when you wrote this? ha. I wish you had a blog when you were 5.
I'm not sure where I was when I wrote this out but the margins obviously meant nothing to me.
I wish we all had kid blogs. They'd be way cooler than grown up blogs. A friend of mine has a stack of letters she wrote to God as a kid; all typed out on a typewriter. Full out letters to God...."Dear God/Jesus,"
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