Kelly and I were out for a walk the other night and passed by a concrete drainage area that the neighborhood kids like to skateboard on. It had been tagged. I joked about not being afraid of the gang that had tagged it.
The first time you have a spray paint can in your hand can be daunting, Boi.
The next morning a kid was stabbed to death and some others injured in what people were calling a gang related incident at the High School. Gangs in Spring? Well, I still refused to be scared by whoever did this tagging job.
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