city life is... scary.
I was walking home from the metro station tonight, and about a block away from my apartment complex, I saw what appeared to be the aftermath of a car accident. As I got closer to the area (which was closed off with police tape) I saw bullet shells all over the street (each one outlined with chalk) and bullet holes in the windshield of one of the cars.
I was... shocked. Stunned stupid. I hurried home, arriving just in time to catch the story on the news. Apparently, the target of the attack was a big time businessman (in a Rolls Royce), and whoever did it used a fucking machine gun. One person was killed, and three others are in the hospital.
I just can't believe there was a fucking shooting in my neighborhood-- that just today, someone was killed about a block away from where I'm living. I walk through that (now) crime scene at least twice a day.
A fucking machine gun. Bullets sprayed all over the street.
I was... shocked. Stunned stupid. I hurried home, arriving just in time to catch the story on the news. Apparently, the target of the attack was a big time businessman (in a Rolls Royce), and whoever did it used a fucking machine gun. One person was killed, and three others are in the hospital.
I just can't believe there was a fucking shooting in my neighborhood-- that just today, someone was killed about a block away from where I'm living. I walk through that (now) crime scene at least twice a day.
A fucking machine gun. Bullets sprayed all over the street.