Post by guest88 on Apr 1, 2011 17:52:00 GMT -5
I was 10 years old when I got a called out of the classroom to go to the principal's office. I remember being pretty excited since you only got called down for something important. When I got down there I saw my Dad holding my Mom, and my principal just giving me a solemn look. My mom had told me my oldest brother had been killed, found shot in a field outside of town. That was the worst moment of my life.
It has been 12 years and no one has been brought to justice for my oldest brother. It was a gang related killing, the newspapers just wrote off his murder as the death of 'some gangbanger'. I've contacted the police myself last year to get some information no one would tell me as a child. They still have no idea why he was killed, just a bunch of theories and likely suspects. Most popular theory was that his gang was just 'cleaning house'. His case is still considered active, but no new evidence has surfaced since the incident. The officer who had my brother's file said the police are just hoping that in future some offender might offer up information to get leniency. But that's all they have.
I'm angry. I'm so angry that I can no longer find any information about my brother's case, like the rest of the world has forgotten about him. I'm angry no one outside out family seemed to care about him being taken from us. He was just some 'gangbanger' so his life was worthless. They never knew him as the teenager who'd take time to play with his kid sisters whenever he came home. Or who dreamed about being a comic book artist and no matter how hard he tried to get a better life for himself was just met at rejection at every turn.
I'm angry those assholes didn't kill him quickly. They abducted him at gun point, brought him on a 2 hour drive out of town and made him walk to the middle of the field before taking him. I'm mad he was alone and never had a chance. I'm mad that somewhere out there, some piece of garbage is out there having a chance at life my brother had stolen from him.
I remember my time with my brother fondly, but every time I think about how his life ended I just get so angry I have horrible thoughts about what I would do if I were to find his killers. I'm not an angry person, but there's this fury inside of me that terrifies me. It's been so long and it just never gets better.
It has been 12 years and no one has been brought to justice for my oldest brother. It was a gang related killing, the newspapers just wrote off his murder as the death of 'some gangbanger'. I've contacted the police myself last year to get some information no one would tell me as a child. They still have no idea why he was killed, just a bunch of theories and likely suspects. Most popular theory was that his gang was just 'cleaning house'. His case is still considered active, but no new evidence has surfaced since the incident. The officer who had my brother's file said the police are just hoping that in future some offender might offer up information to get leniency. But that's all they have.
I'm angry. I'm so angry that I can no longer find any information about my brother's case, like the rest of the world has forgotten about him. I'm angry no one outside out family seemed to care about him being taken from us. He was just some 'gangbanger' so his life was worthless. They never knew him as the teenager who'd take time to play with his kid sisters whenever he came home. Or who dreamed about being a comic book artist and no matter how hard he tried to get a better life for himself was just met at rejection at every turn.
I'm angry those assholes didn't kill him quickly. They abducted him at gun point, brought him on a 2 hour drive out of town and made him walk to the middle of the field before taking him. I'm mad he was alone and never had a chance. I'm mad that somewhere out there, some piece of garbage is out there having a chance at life my brother had stolen from him.
I remember my time with my brother fondly, but every time I think about how his life ended I just get so angry I have horrible thoughts about what I would do if I were to find his killers. I'm not an angry person, but there's this fury inside of me that terrifies me. It's been so long and it just never gets better.