by Gio, San Mateo
A sign I got in my life that was trying to prevent me from going the wrong way, was the day I came in. Man, let me tell you the whole day I was planning on just chilling at home. I really wasn’t feeling like going out that whole day, until someone I knew hit me up.
At first, he was like let’s kick it and smoke or something and I told him no, I am just chilling at home for the day. I’m not trying to kick it. Then, he told me he had something for me and in my head, I’m like I’ll just go for an hour, handle it and be back home in no time. As I’m getting ready though something in my mind is telling me not to go and not like something bad was going to happen. In my mind was just telling me, I am extremely tired, and I should just stay home and sleep, so I told dude I will be there in a bit, and I was just laying down doing nothing for half an hour until once I got a little energy and decided I was going to go.
So, I get up, get dressed, put my ski mask on my head, and as I am about to leave, my mom says, “Where the hell you going?” And she’s acting all suspicious until I tell her I will be good and she just keeps whispering you’re going to go to jail.
I tell her I’m not, then I leave. As I’m driving in, I’m like man something don’t seem right. It wasn’t until I was in the back of the cop car thinking damn, I should’ve listened to my voice in my head and my mom. She just told me I was going to get locked up, but in the end, you live, and you learn.