It´s been a hard couple of days, actually years. For about a month ago I joined a gang. I don’t even know why I did it, I guess I felt alone, and needed the comfort of having somebody in my life, I could trust. My dad left me and my mom when I was a little child. It came as a chock for both of us. My mom have delt with a lot of complications after that. It hit her very hard, that she now was alone and a single mom. It ended up with her becoming an alcoholic, as if it would help her forget her surroundings. I felt like, I had nobody in my life, everyone just abandoned me, and left me on my own. That was until I met Alex. Alex went to my high school. The special thing about Alex was that he didn’t care how weird I was or the stuff that had happened to me at home. I didn’t know he was a part of a gang until he introduced me to them, one day. They took me in like their little brother, they took care of me and I finally felt protected. I liked being with them, the only problem was the stuff I had to do to be a part of the gang. Sometimes I would sell drugs for them, there were also one time where I had to beat up somebody, I still don’t know for what reason I had to do it, but they just told me that it was my job to do it. It kills me that I finally got the money and friends I always wanted, but I have to do all these bad things.
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