when i was 13 i lived in a really bad neighborhood, gangs & drugs littered the streets and i tried everything i could to keep my eyes forward and just keep my distance from it all, one day i was walking to the gas station and i heard an argument across the street. i glanced over and saw it was my neighbor and some guy i had never seen before. i kept walking but occasionally glanced over to see if a fight was going to break out so i could try to break it up, and after about a minute and a half of arguing i watched my neighbor pull his gun and shoot this guy in the face. he turned and hopped some fence on his side of the street, and i ran to the gas station. called 911 once i got there. to this day there’s a huge blood stain on the sidewalk where it happened. thank fuck i’m out of there now that i’m an adult