Miedo

Tonight was weird. Kinda saw the darker side of the city. Andreina was over, we were sitting upstairs in the porch talking when a police truck drove by, and then two more. Before tonight I think I've only seen one police truck on my street, so to see three in a row was something. We kind of stopped talking and took note of it, but I forgot about it soon after. We went downstairs to watch a movie, and during it Andreina got a text from a friend of ours. It's a long complicated story, but the friend told us that there had been a shooting nearby and that her ex-boyfriend was being blamed for it. It wasn't him, because he was with her. Some guys who have a grudge against him killed another guy here in Guaiparo, the barrio I live in, and are going to try to spread the word that it was him. Like I said it's complicated. But that explains the police cars earlier. My mom is probably going to get anxious reading this. oops. sorry mom. It is really weird though. It's like holy shit someone my age got shot to death tonight in a drive by, by people my age. To the people here this is pretty normal. Living in Hastings and spending most of my time in nice parts of St. Paul, it's not at all for me. Saymi ended up coming over to watch some of the movie, after I drove her and Andreina home I was a little paranoid. To put the truck in for the night I have to get out, unlock and open the gate, back the truck in, and then close the gate. There's a speed bump right in front of our house so all the cars have to slow down to a crawl as they go over it. Consequently, it seemed like every car driving by was going to stop and jump me. I'm glad to be in my room, with two bolted doors downstairs between me and the street. This is the first night where I've really felt any fear here.