Hijo de luna
Superstar
I watch a lot of these fight videos and I’m amazed that the endings aren’t much worse. There’s nothing wrong with squaring up but in a lot of the fights I see people take it way too far. I’ll try to keep this story short, if you want to read it fine, if not that’s fine too. This is actually my first time really ever writing or really talking about it since it happened 15 years ago. I just hope I can save a young breh from going through what I had to go through all because I lost my temper.
It was the first day of my Sophomore year at the Uni Fall 2000. My gf of 2 years was a freshman and I was going to meet up with her at her dorm and we were going to watch an outdoor Greek show. As I was walking up the corridor I saw her sitting on a bench out front. This white dude she went to HS with sat next to her and started groping her titties nshyt and tbh she really wasn’t doing much to stop him. Being the young hothead I was, I fukkin saw red
. Somehow the dude didn’t see me walk up on them. As I got right up on them he had gotten up to walk away. That’s when I pushed him. When he caught his balance and turned around I hit in his jaw with a left. It really didn’t feel like I hit him that hard but his body like stiffened up. I swear I saw it in slow motion as he fell and his head hit the sharp edge of the concrete step
.
It instantly looked like a crime scene, blood was everywhere. Pawgs were crying, this hero professor came out of nowhere, call 911! Somebody grab that guy
I started walking off it was absolute pandemonium. I turned around, I knew I had fukked up big time, leaving was only going to make it worse. At this point my gf was looking at me like I was a fukking monster, she was trying to help the dude cause he was going in and out. His head meat was hanging, shyt was horrible. Shortly after that campus PD pulled up. Pawgs were pointing, get him! Keep in mind this is a PWI located in a small town. I told the PD that I did it and he said he didn’t want to cuff me in front of everybody so they took me to the car where they read me my rights.
They took me to the campus holding office and was asking me what exactly had happened. At the time I didn’t think to call my parents to have them call a Lawyer. But I was a shook 20 year old, I told them my side of the story. For some reason I was under the impression that the dude I hit was going to get some stitches and I was going to get a ticket or some shyt and be back home in time to watch the game. Maybe the cops made me feel like this so I would be comfortable enough to talk. Now that I look back at it I’m certain they got in my head. After waiting a couple of hours in the little holding room the campus cop came back in and told me that they had been in contact with the hospital and the xrays showed a cracked skull and possible brain injury.
My body literally felt like jello as he then said due to the severity of the injury I was being arrested for Felony Aggravated battery and the Sheriff was on his way to transport me to county
When the Sheriff arrived shyt got real. Patted me down, took my possessions, cuffed me. I still remember being in the back of that cramped ass car, hands cuffed behind my back. I was hyperventilating it was too much. They took me to a holding cell and cuffed me to the bench inside of the fukking cell
. Here I am, a middle class breh, fairly sheltered life, good kid for the most part and now I’m in a holding cell with about 8-10 dirty methhead looking mfs. I didn’t have a grip on the time but I believe the Greek show was to be around 1 that afternoon, I was at the campus PD for 2-3 hours. I know it was dark when I arrived at county. I didn’t get a phone call, they wouldn’t let me piss. The women officers were the fukking worse. I remember having to pee so bad that I was about to make that decision to let it flow. I want to say I sat cuffed to that bench watching other detainees come and go for at least 8 hours. Sheriffs ignored the shyt out of me. I didn’t know if my parents had been contacted or not, didn’t know wtf was going on in the outside world. Some time in the middle of the night this rude bytch Sheriff came and got me. My parents who lived five hours away had made it to post my bail.
Over the next 3 years I was in an out of court. With the initial charge I was facing a minimum of 10 years so I had accepted that I was going to do this time. My Lawyer was a fukkin pessimist and never let me forget that I was black kid and almost killed a white boy in a southern town. And that we faced an uphill battle
. But for us, we were just thankful that the kid ended up being fine and I wasn’t going to spend the rest of my life in prison. On top of all of this the dude's family was suing us for like a quarter of a million dollars for damages and restitution. We were actually in Civil and Criminal court at the same damn time. Moms dukes was a trooper and she held it together. I guess we had a pretty good Lawyer. Here’s where the advantage of being middle class comes in to play. After years and tens of thousands of dollars, my Lawyer was able to get the charge reduced to a misdemeanor, time served and 5 years probation
. If I had a public defender I would more than likely just be getting out of prison now as a felon. But instead I got a second chance. I ended up going back to college near home and getting a degree in Accounting and Finance, married, kid, dog. But my parents ended up losing everything in the process including each other
Have kids brehs.
I always think about the brehs who aren’t as fortunate. And how one bad moment in your life can literally cost you your life. The system is not forgiving. I have a sealed record but you best believe if shyt ever goes down and I’m involved that shyt is coming back with a vengeance. I haven't had so much as a speeding ticket on my record since but according to them Hijo is a monster and always will be. Young brehs just try to think before you act. If you can walk away from a fight, walk away. fukk robbing people, no thing is worth your life or your freedom. fukk these dumb broads out here, no p*ssy is worth your life or your freedom.
It was the first day of my Sophomore year at the Uni Fall 2000. My gf of 2 years was a freshman and I was going to meet up with her at her dorm and we were going to watch an outdoor Greek show. As I was walking up the corridor I saw her sitting on a bench out front. This white dude she went to HS with sat next to her and started groping her titties nshyt and tbh she really wasn’t doing much to stop him. Being the young hothead I was, I fukkin saw red
. Somehow the dude didn’t see me walk up on them. As I got right up on them he had gotten up to walk away. That’s when I pushed him. When he caught his balance and turned around I hit in his jaw with a left. It really didn’t feel like I hit him that hard but his body like stiffened up. I swear I saw it in slow motion as he fell and his head hit the sharp edge of the concrete step.It instantly looked like a crime scene, blood was everywhere. Pawgs were crying, this hero professor came out of nowhere, call 911! Somebody grab that guy
I started walking off it was absolute pandemonium. I turned around, I knew I had fukked up big time, leaving was only going to make it worse. At this point my gf was looking at me like I was a fukking monster, she was trying to help the dude cause he was going in and out. His head meat was hanging, shyt was horrible. Shortly after that campus PD pulled up. Pawgs were pointing, get him! Keep in mind this is a PWI located in a small town. I told the PD that I did it and he said he didn’t want to cuff me in front of everybody so they took me to the car where they read me my rights.They took me to the campus holding office and was asking me what exactly had happened. At the time I didn’t think to call my parents to have them call a Lawyer. But I was a shook 20 year old, I told them my side of the story. For some reason I was under the impression that the dude I hit was going to get some stitches and I was going to get a ticket or some shyt and be back home in time to watch the game. Maybe the cops made me feel like this so I would be comfortable enough to talk. Now that I look back at it I’m certain they got in my head. After waiting a couple of hours in the little holding room the campus cop came back in and told me that they had been in contact with the hospital and the xrays showed a cracked skull and possible brain injury.
My body literally felt like jello as he then said due to the severity of the injury I was being arrested for Felony Aggravated battery and the Sheriff was on his way to transport me to county
When the Sheriff arrived shyt got real. Patted me down, took my possessions, cuffed me. I still remember being in the back of that cramped ass car, hands cuffed behind my back. I was hyperventilating it was too much. They took me to a holding cell and cuffed me to the bench inside of the fukking cell
. Here I am, a middle class breh, fairly sheltered life, good kid for the most part and now I’m in a holding cell with about 8-10 dirty methhead looking mfs. I didn’t have a grip on the time but I believe the Greek show was to be around 1 that afternoon, I was at the campus PD for 2-3 hours. I know it was dark when I arrived at county. I didn’t get a phone call, they wouldn’t let me piss. The women officers were the fukking worse. I remember having to pee so bad that I was about to make that decision to let it flow. I want to say I sat cuffed to that bench watching other detainees come and go for at least 8 hours. Sheriffs ignored the shyt out of me. I didn’t know if my parents had been contacted or not, didn’t know wtf was going on in the outside world. Some time in the middle of the night this rude bytch Sheriff came and got me. My parents who lived five hours away had made it to post my bail.Over the next 3 years I was in an out of court. With the initial charge I was facing a minimum of 10 years so I had accepted that I was going to do this time. My Lawyer was a fukkin pessimist and never let me forget that I was black kid and almost killed a white boy in a southern town. And that we faced an uphill battle
. But for us, we were just thankful that the kid ended up being fine and I wasn’t going to spend the rest of my life in prison. On top of all of this the dude's family was suing us for like a quarter of a million dollars for damages and restitution. We were actually in Civil and Criminal court at the same damn time. Moms dukes was a trooper and she held it together. I guess we had a pretty good Lawyer. Here’s where the advantage of being middle class comes in to play. After years and tens of thousands of dollars, my Lawyer was able to get the charge reduced to a misdemeanor, time served and 5 years probation. If I had a public defender I would more than likely just be getting out of prison now as a felon. But instead I got a second chance. I ended up going back to college near home and getting a degree in Accounting and Finance, married, kid, dog. But my parents ended up losing everything in the process including each otherHave kids brehs.I always think about the brehs who aren’t as fortunate. And how one bad moment in your life can literally cost you your life. The system is not forgiving. I have a sealed record but you best believe if shyt ever goes down and I’m involved that shyt is coming back with a vengeance. I haven't had so much as a speeding ticket on my record since but according to them Hijo is a monster and always will be. Young brehs just try to think before you act. If you can walk away from a fight, walk away. fukk robbing people, no thing is worth your life or your freedom. fukk these dumb broads out here, no p*ssy is worth your life or your freedom.
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" Me: "Did I
?" Him: "Yea you fukking did
, are those the retro6's infrared
?" Him:"Yea" Me: "Nice cop bros they look litt af
". And I kept it moving. I always do my best to avoid confrontation because you don't know who those people know or what weapon they may have concealed. I rather not risk my life over some words
.
that shyt is almost IDENTICAL to my story. only difference is i was still in high school (i was 18 and about to graduate). i broke a nikkas nose with a cell phone
. i eventually got off with 2 years probation and deferred adjudication. no jail time (except the weekend in the county), thank god 
stories. 
