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Mz Happy's Story
i vizited this website and i liked it becuz it waz made i guess to keep people out of gangz.i wish i could have read some of thoze storyz before i became a surena.

a month after i got put down something really bad happend to me.all becuz of a stupid gang.itz something no girl should ever have to go through.so maybe if people can read this story they'll realize that being in a gang iznt 'cool' and it doeznt prove how 'down' you are.all my life ive been a little badass.alwayz getting into fightz, bucking up to anybody.i never really lived with my family much.mostly with friendz.then they told me they wanted me to get down.and i thought 'sure why not.'not much else to do.

one day i waz walking through my hood and i met this guy.he waz a 210 blood, but we waznt really set trippin.he waz cute and he sayd if i wanted to kick it with him for a little while.so we went and we got high and then we started drinking.i dont remember a lot.i remember seeing him put something in my drink and i remember thinking that i had to go home before i got too drunk.i woke up in a little room on tha floor with my pantz off.i couldnt move or get up or even open my eyez.i heard that guy outside with some of friendz talking about how he had some surena passed out in tha room.

i felt gross.it iz tha worst feeling in tha world to wake up and realize what i realized.i started freaking out.i got up and found my pantz and started to walk out, but they grabbed me and started calling me 'surrata' and 'scrapa'.i started running down tha street, it waz dark and i didnt have any shoez on.then some guy pulled over and sayd my name and that he wanted to help so i got in tha car with him.

i waz completely in shock, and i waz still drunk.then i saw that tha guy had taken me back to tha house i had run from.so i jumped out and i started running.they followed me in tha car, but when i got to my street they stopped.i waz running down tha street crying and talking gibberish.my cuzinz were outside and tried to help me up cuz i had fallen and they were asking me what waz wrong and what happend.but i got up and started running fast.i dont know where i waz going but down tha street more i saw my other cuzin and she made me get into tha car and she took me to tha emergency room.that drama happend a few monthz ago.itz a terrible thought to think that im not tha first girl thatz happend to.or tha last.and all becuz of a gang.

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