i dont know anymore
yesterday.
one i wont mind forgetting. quickly.
it wasnt bad. at first. slow, actually. wicked slow. i was grounded from the truck so katie took me to work. i had to work from 3-8, which was long, but not bad at all. i was working with james mas. he graduated in 03. i always thought he thought he was some badass. and he did. and he talked about how stupid he was. he told me a lot. well theres not much else to do when you spend 5 hours with someone. he was real cool guy though. real cool. we worked a grand total of maybe 40 min. thanks to the crapola weather. well again i was grounded and didnt have a way home, i thought i was gonna be workin with tim so i was planin on gettin a ride home with him. but james was goin that way with his girlfriend and said he would drop me off and meet her there. i just met him that day. hes a good guy.
this is what i wish never happend. ever.
we started to pull out and james looked and was like wtf is that? and i look and it looks like two punk kids beatin another one. so james drives over there. as we get closer we see whats happening.
two mexicans beating the shit out of another. with bats. and kicking him.beating the fucking shit out of him. these guys were in their 30's. they were not weak. i was shaking. i mean cant control my self. james rolled down the window and asked if everything was okay. im still shaking violently. violently. all three. including the guy that was being beaten, yelled at us to keep driving. keep driving if you know whats best. i was crying. balling. i was balling like a freakin baby. as soon as the window was rolled up we called 911. his face was running through my head. his beaten face. he told us to keep driving. keep driving just go. please. just keep going.
i see it on tv all the time. movies. news.
but in real life. real life. that is something i never wished on my wildest dreams to see. ever. and i know its out there. and i know there is much worse. but never ever ever wanted to see something that couldnt be stoped until the doers were done.
the rest of the night was with the matzas. and godkins. i love both of thos families. they really understood why i was so freaked out. thank you for listening.
i just cant tell it again. talking about it to someone. it just. i dont know. i dont want to talk about it. if i tell it here. you know why ive been acting a little different. and im sorry i have. i just cant stop seeing his face.