Always Running: la vida loca: Gang Days in L.A.

Gang related activities happen to often than they should have. Surrounding oneself with bad influences and growing up in poverty friends of friends start to understand each other on a deeper level and eventually fall into a brotherhood for life AKA a gang. It is not fun to witness people grow up into something that they never wanted there future to be but yet got comfortable with the lifestyle while knowing if they left it would be betrayal for the friends that will always have your back.

Personally witnessing people from my bloodline entering a gang is an unforgettable experience. I was a little boy always taking risks that would get me in trouble. Although I knew it was wrong, it was exciting to me. After a while my biological father started to realize who I was becoming, him. He decided to take initiative and teach me the right path that wasn’t the gang lifestyle. The stories that they would tell and the hardships they went through were remarkable, given he wanted the best future for me, his stories from his friends, fights, and the time he spent in Juvenal hall always had my interest. As hard as the gang life is he got “out” because of financial issues he had to move away from everything including me. Now, me trying to do better I will always remember one thing he told me, don’t give up.
