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An Old Lady

June 22, 2007

I was in a gang that met at Bath St. We had one more meeting before going out and doing what the leader always wanted to do; throw bottles at everyone until they died. We all went out onto the roof and started the riot. I threw one at an old lady; it smashed in front of her and the glass went in her eyes. I threw another at a buisnessman and it landed right on his head and knocked him out. We ran out onto the street throwing bottles at everyone. Then the police came. The rest of the gang kept throwing bottles and got arrested one by one. I hid my last bottle in my sleeve and walked down george street. Everybody hated me. A policeman asked me what I was doing….I said, “Colombine”.
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