Goodbye to this sweet abode, my first home. I teared up leaving it the last time. Though I haven’t lived there for years, my paternal grandparents stayed there the past 15 or so years. Nothing will replace the memories and great meals made here.
While driving around my city, I noticed a candle-light vigil happening on the sidewalk along the street I was on. Apparently there had been some gang-related stabbing/shooting that resulted in fatalities.
Though surprising even to me now, I felt apathy. How sad is that? I don’t know if my surrounding society has been digressing more rapidly during my transition to college life or if all this was just too normalized for me to notice.
As someone who’s had family members shot in vain- As someone who has seen good friends on life support- As someone who’s past classmates fear living at home because gang initiations have arsonists throwing lit Molotov cocktails on their lawns- As someone who’s had bricks thrown at their family’s home and car windows- As someone who’s been dragged by my hair onto the floor- As someone who was trampled on and shoved for $80 in my wallet- As someone who’s been made afraid of the dark because of what it holds- I ask you all to realize your apathy.
Organized by #Autism Advocate In Action Support Group, L.A.D.A LOVE and Juice-C-Juice Books & More in association with AGG Entertainment
Thursday, July 14, 2016
5:00 PM to 8:30 PM
#Carson Community Center
801 East Carson Street
Carson, CA 90745