Sleepy

I attended an American school where most of the kids are Puerto Rican. I was the 1% white. One of the kids held a knife to my throat and when I reported it the Rican School Princible he said "They are just playing with you". I was thrown down three flights of a spiral staircase, beaten, robbed and my car was vandalized too ( 71 mustang grande ). This was an ongoing thing for four years. Finally I figured its got to stop...

They were building this big bonfire for a school pep rally. All the teachers and students had spent 3 months gathering wood from local farms and companies for this huge event. I went to the school the night before and lit the fire a little early then turfed the school and football field with my stang. They all knew I did it. The next day they were all ready to give me another beating (and i knew it ) so I took the old mans .45 with me. The Rican that always started the beatings got that .45 shoved right in his eye socket. I told him "your friends might get me but we are gonna meet jesus together". The last 6 months of 12th grade were the first 6 months I didnt have bruises. I never pointed a gun at another human being. I will say this, those kids in Columbine didnt go through the shit I did... but I know how a kid can get twisted in the head by other students. Nothing like being discriminated against by people in your own country.