Essay on U Dont Need the thug life - 880 Words

I grew up listening to the gs in my hood talk about the gang life. Now all my life, on tv, in school, etc. i always heard the same thing, the thing u hear all throughout this school the gang life leads nowhere, ull regret it, dont start, and etc. but to hear a lot of the people in my neighborhood talk about the shit theyd done, and to see their tattoos, i always thought it was like the greatest thing. nbsp; I come from a broken home, i dont know my dad, and my mom is never around, i was basically raised by my brother Giseppi, anyway, i am 19 now, and i joined a gang when i was about 13, it started off great, i mean i finally had a real family unit, some people that looked out for me, and i wanted to gain their respect and†¦show more content†¦nbsp; skipping ahead...i was in court when i got the good news bad news report, the good news, i had not killed a man, i was firing a 9 mm. handgun out the window, and no bullets from my weapon ever came into contact with him, the bad news, i was an accessory, and also a youth involved with a gang, and not only that, but i had traces of cocaine and marijuana in my system. and i remember being givin my sentence, as the judge began to say Thomas Calcaterra.. as he said my name, everything hit me like a brick wall, and my childhood innocence left me, my mind went blank, and i looked over at my brother in the courtroom as i stood there helpless, this tough guy who wasnt scared of anything was crying for the first time in his life, at least as far i know, i swear, my legs began to shake, it was what i had seen in my dream. nbsp; anyway, i was 3 months away from my 14th birthday, and i spent the next five years in lock up, and i was released just 3 months ago, the judge actually went easy on me,i should have done longer, at least to 21, but what sucks now is looking back, i mean my brother never came to visit, the last time i saw him he was crying in the courtroom, i dont even know where he is right now, and i look back to before the gang, i only saw my family life, my neighborhood, and my financial situation, i thought i had nothing, when in reality i had it all, aShow MoreRelatedShes Dating the Gangster149221 Words   |  597 Pagesdrinks, he goes clubbing on a weekday, and he fights and bullies a lot. Take note, A LOT. He is very moody and a bit blunt. Oh yeah, he even threatened to kill me. -- for short, HE IS A GANGSTER. NO he s not a criminal, a mobster, a hoodlum or a thug. I have my own definition of a gangster you know.. I kind of pushed all of his bad traits. OK FINE. I m sorry.   He s nice (at times), he lets me feel that I m extra special (kinda), he protects his friends (true), gives freebies (true) WELL