I Got Jumped
- Thread starter Kadafi Son
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Thanx for the advice ya'll, whether it was serious or you were just joking. But this shit is real serious to me. They did try to hurt my little sister and the fact remains they deliberately wanted to dod harm to me even though I never met them before in my life. I already planned on getting my homies on em cuz my homies had got jumped my some Haitian resently, also. I ain't saying I don't like Haitians, but down in South Florida, it's like a war between Black Americans and Haitians, which I think is senseless. But I do plan on getting them back some day with my homies.
Thanks for your advice, especially linx.
But what advice would ya'll give but really not apply to it?
Thanx for the advice ya'll, whether it was serious or you were just joking. But this shit is real serious to me. They did try to hurt my little sister and the fact remains they deliberately wanted to dod harm to me even though I never met them before in my life. I already planned on getting my homies on em cuz my homies had got jumped my some Haitian resently, also. I ain't saying I don't like Haitians, but down in South Florida, it's like a war between Black Americans and Haitians, which I think is senseless. But I do plan on getting them back some day with my homies.
Thanks for your advice, especially linx.
But what advice would ya'll give but really not apply to it?
You mean my mom slept with your dad too? Dammit 
But yeah, I feel you, it's like that here in Chicago too. Like, when I want my hair braided, I always go to the little African braid shops. So here, most of the Africans speak French as do I. So they were talking about me in French and thought that I didn't know what they were saying. So they were talking to one another about how I wasn't a "real black girl" and we got into a real bad argument over it.
No fighting happened though, but for whatever reason, there is a huge gap between the variety of Black ppl. (Jamaican, Haitian, African, Black American) And it's really sad but life goes on. I still say go to the police, might seem like a punk move, but jail lasts longer than an ass whooping.
But yeah, I feel you, it's like that here in Chicago too. Like, when I want my hair braided, I always go to the little African braid shops. So here, most of the Africans speak French as do I. So they were talking about me in French and thought that I didn't know what they were saying. So they were talking to one another about how I wasn't a "real black girl" and we got into a real bad argument over it.
No fighting happened though, but for whatever reason, there is a huge gap between the variety of Black ppl. (Jamaican, Haitian, African, Black American) And it's really sad but life goes on. I still say go to the police, might seem like a punk move, but jail lasts longer than an ass whooping.
I feel you, but..if you read any of my poetry on here, you'd know I have a lot of angry in me. I ain't violent, but I'm calm. See...I'm in the state of mind like, "Fuck dat, they tried me and my sista, and my homies. Somebody has to die!!" I wouldn't kill nobody, but...damn. It's just that I'm so confused on what to do right now. One of them boys stay in front of my house, and I'm not the type to let shit slide.I don't think I can even call the holice because really, cuz they look to see black people kill and fight eachother down here.
But anyways, it is a shame that we seperate from eachother like we different races. And it's never gonna end. People get shot just because of their background. And its not between white and black anymore. It's black, haitian, jamacian, african, trinidad, bohemian. And the cops and KKK are lovin' it.
But anyways, it is a shame that we seperate from eachother like we different races. And it's never gonna end. People get shot just because of their background. And its not between white and black anymore. It's black, haitian, jamacian, african, trinidad, bohemian. And the cops and KKK are lovin' it.
I don't know about the KKK, lol, but yeah that's true as hell and it's sad too, but what can you do? Try to live your life different and influence other people when you can. The problem is there really isn't a leader in the Black community like there used to be, and seems to me like we need one.
I'm sorry about what happened and I honestly don't know what to say. I still think telling the police is your best bet.
That way if u do get into it with them again, you don't risk trouble with the law because you have a prior incedent documented. I guess i'm just anti-violence.
Yeah, it's hard to do alot and you'll feel bad when you try and do something and it seems like your efforts are rejected. Like I volunteer at the YMCA when i have the time and tutor inner city youth and I'm also in the Big Brother/Big Sister program and I have a little sister. And i'll tell you, these kids don't want to hear anything you have to say if it's positive. And it frustrated me because i expected the kids to embrace me simply because I was trying to help them and it doesn't work that way.
But man, giving back to the community is the way to go. I try to do what I can.
Word.
I'm part of a program like that too and I have the same problem. And at times it makes me wonder, "Where's the future headed?" Even my little sister is arrogant and rebellioue like that.
But believe I'll stay on point with my preaching. Just gotta pray. But thanx for pointing me towards the right direction. There aren't many people you can look up to that give advice, anymore.
I'm part of a program like that too and I have the same problem. And at times it makes me wonder, "Where's the future headed?" Even my little sister is arrogant and rebellioue like that.
But believe I'll stay on point with my preaching. Just gotta pray. But thanx for pointing me towards the right direction. There aren't many people you can look up to that give advice, anymore.
sounds like a pretty pussy thing that you got jumped like that. i had a similar experience, but they didnt scratch me luckily cos i tried to fight them all back at the same time... but they were lucky seriously cos i was carrying a knife but i put it in my bag cos we were playing football...
and i remember when i was getting punched by them i thought it was in my pocket and i was like damn are you gonna stab someone thats fucked up they could die, but then i thought fuck this the law is on my side its self defense and i reached for my knive but it wasnt there. that kinda made me feel fucked up cos i actually made the decision to stab someone but i didnt get to follow it through cos of bad luck... or maybe it was good luck, cos if i did have it id probably be put in jail for stabbing some people...
but you should do the same thing, make an example out of them not to fuck with you. one of the people that was involved came into the store i worked behind the counter, and my manager knew about it and he said 'oh you get a discount if you beat up the staff member' which was a diss to me and then the guy said 'yeh hes a fucking pussy'... and walks about. and i was like trying to hold myself from going and beating him up on sight anyway...
so that really make me go apeshit and i got this huge knife from the back room and put it in my trousers and ran out of the doors after him and my manager starts chasing me. when i run up to him im like 'you fucking pussy you must be sick of life' and hes like 'what?' and didnt know what to say and i told him 'you fucking cunt ill beat the shit out of you right now' and my manager is like 'no amir dont man youre at work you cant fight when youre at work' and the other guy starts to all joke around and shit going 'oh yeh hehe you gonna fight at work thats stupid man' trying to talk me out of it like we are best friends man.
then i told him 'say youre fucking sorry right now or ill fucking cut you man' and hes like 'im sorry man i already said im sorry man' and it was all flashing back to me like remembering saying to myself if i EVER see him again i will cut him up on SIGHT... but i knew id humilated him so everyone knew he was a pussy (it was at a bus depot) and there was loads of people watching and he just like backs down and starts walking back slowly. and it had just finished without me thinking properly.
but ever since then i seen a few more of them at other times and they just like look at the floor and walk around the other side of the road and shit so their whole crew is scared of me... and my boss never said any more shit to me ever again...
moral of the story: keeping it real is fucking worth it man. dont be a bitch and let him get away with it be a man about it and handle your shit or youll be walked all over like a bitch
and i remember when i was getting punched by them i thought it was in my pocket and i was like damn are you gonna stab someone thats fucked up they could die, but then i thought fuck this the law is on my side its self defense and i reached for my knive but it wasnt there. that kinda made me feel fucked up cos i actually made the decision to stab someone but i didnt get to follow it through cos of bad luck... or maybe it was good luck, cos if i did have it id probably be put in jail for stabbing some people...
but you should do the same thing, make an example out of them not to fuck with you. one of the people that was involved came into the store i worked behind the counter, and my manager knew about it and he said 'oh you get a discount if you beat up the staff member' which was a diss to me and then the guy said 'yeh hes a fucking pussy'... and walks about. and i was like trying to hold myself from going and beating him up on sight anyway...
so that really make me go apeshit and i got this huge knife from the back room and put it in my trousers and ran out of the doors after him and my manager starts chasing me. when i run up to him im like 'you fucking pussy you must be sick of life' and hes like 'what?' and didnt know what to say and i told him 'you fucking cunt ill beat the shit out of you right now' and my manager is like 'no amir dont man youre at work you cant fight when youre at work' and the other guy starts to all joke around and shit going 'oh yeh hehe you gonna fight at work thats stupid man' trying to talk me out of it like we are best friends man.
then i told him 'say youre fucking sorry right now or ill fucking cut you man' and hes like 'im sorry man i already said im sorry man' and it was all flashing back to me like remembering saying to myself if i EVER see him again i will cut him up on SIGHT... but i knew id humilated him so everyone knew he was a pussy (it was at a bus depot) and there was loads of people watching and he just like backs down and starts walking back slowly. and it had just finished without me thinking properly.
but ever since then i seen a few more of them at other times and they just like look at the floor and walk around the other side of the road and shit so their whole crew is scared of me... and my boss never said any more shit to me ever again...
moral of the story: keeping it real is fucking worth it man. dont be a bitch and let him get away with it be a man about it and handle your shit or youll be walked all over like a bitch
