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so this is the story. the life and times over a 5 day period
bare with me. Im no writing major
--so I left here after I got outa lock up. they locked me up for like 4 months for some old warrants I had here.(fort collins,co. my hometown). so I when I got out I stacked loot for a few weeks then I went to so cal(riverside) to meet my road dog jessica. papa bug on here. anyway we didnt hit it off at all. too much sailor jerrys and whiskey. I got arrested there. they locked up my dog and I had to walk literally like 20 miles round trip to get her out. but anyway. once I got all my shit and my dog back I started to spange to get food to head out to long beach. well when I was spanging these 2 dirty kids pulled up(both on parole so housed up and what not) they picked me up and said we're going to hemet to drink absinth and we'd be going to LB the next day. word. the next day fucking scruff was supposed to have a meeting with his PO but he ditched out on it. when he went to his house me and boxcar thought he got locked up. so we just went to LB ourselves. but boxcar said he wanted to go to SD so I just said fuck it drop me off. so he did.
this is where the shit started going down. well I went to lincoln pak near the library downtown and met some of the local homebums and it was all chillin. till later that fucking night I was drinking a handle of vodka I bought with this one old himebum and he started fucking wiht me dog. so I toldhim to bounce. he wouldnt. so I beat the fuck out of the guy. and when I say old Im not talking like 70 dude was prolly 40-45. I picked up and I left cause some dude said he was calling the cops. the guy wasnt even that fucked up. anyway
the next day I wake up and I was walking down pine street to go meet a friend brad that lives in LB. well when I get to the 711 downtown on pine I see all these bums start posting up on all the corners like its a fucking prison yard. and I look across the street and I see one bum, wearing like a tear away overall suit and he's holding a blade.....just staring at me. sketchy. finally brad shows up. k. good. I tell him we need to boucne right away and we did. but when we walked to the car the fucking nignogs followed us to the car. they didnt sdo anything there but I knew they were gonna follow us. so brad said he was gonna take me out near huntington beach cause its more ritzy and no bums really. well we had a few beers at a local bar and he had to go work so he took me to a vons to ill it till later. so I go into vons to get a beer and when Im checking out all I see is like 20 cars outside circling the parking lot. wtf? so I did something I prolly shouldnt have but I called the cops. well the fucking cops told me "we hate paper work. we're gonna be really mad if you make us do paper work" I said so wtf? you're gonna just give me to these people. and they replied, and this is a quote "yeah. I hope you can run fast" fuck.
anyway I left pretty much sure I was gonna get swooped up. cause this wasnt like these people were trying to juts beat me up. they had fucking cargo vans and some people I saw were flashing knives and bats at me. these fucking bastards wanted to kill my ass. luckily that night some cool as fuck old black dude tells me ' you're not safe otu here tonight. when traffic dies a little come to my house" so I stayed with himthat night. but I didnt sleep a wink. I didnt know if he was setting me up. in any event I woke up the next day with a few bucks. went to the AMPM and bought my wakeup beer. then some tweaker kid came up and we drank together for a minute. by the time we had like 3 4lokos and 2 211s down I was like do you see all the fuckiugn people just circling here. he said yes and I was liek. wll they're aftefr me. so he said lets get the fuck outa here. I was down. we got on this bus to head to down town LB and when we got on I was like uhg. finally. but we still had to go through the heart of bum central. as we were heading down town I notice that some of the fucking vans were following us. I said fuck it and lets just get on the metro and bounce to san bernadino. so thats exactly what I did. we got on the train and things were ok for the first stop. then I saw the vans following the metro again. I tried to get off the metro at one point and they had mexicans running at me holding something in his jacket. sketchy so I ran back to the metro station to be around "the public" I rode that fucking metro from LB all the way to SB with people. young fuckers trying to stab my ass on there. luckily I had my dog and a big ass knife myself. it was hella sketchy especially cause the kid I was with got off in compton. fucking idiot. I left him there.
so when I finally get to SB I get off the metro and sure as fuck. there were even more cars packed full of dirty fucking beaners. all loking for me. so I went to the amtrak station to kinda lay low and hope by some miracle these fuckers would leave. well they never did. the security guard at the train station told me I had to leave the property. well the only things around this fucking train station were neighborhoods. and they looked like mexican neighborhoods. so fuck that. so I resorted to my last chance in that situation. behind the amtrak there was a BNSF building yard. so when the security guard left the cars all started reving the fucking engines and yelling shit in **** so I just fucking turned and ran to the yard. fucking had to hop over 4 stack cars with my big ass fucking bag and my dog(pretty much just tossing her sometimes=/) finally I made it to the road where the trailers go out. and I just started asking all the workers(who didnt seem to care I was on the property at all) where all the east bound trains are. like the thru tracks. well turns out they didnt know where that was. finally another worker came up and asked if I was lost and I explained the situation to him and he actually laughed and said "fucking ****. we'll get you out of here" hell yeah!! finally some help. well he called the bull who was cool as fuck and he gave me a ride out to colton. but he wouldnt drive me to the tracks. which didnt help at all cause I still had like 3 miles to the actual east bound hop out spot. and come to find out this was actually the fucking mexicans neighborhood. wtf again? he dropped me off at the 711 at the north entrance to colton. theres an autozone across the street. anyway I just stayed there all night. cause they wouldnt rush up on me when I was on that kind of public property. it was the only store really that wasnt like locally owned. I didnt trust any of the locals at all. so I just sat in front of the 711 for about 11 hours drinking beer and keeping an eye out for shit. the next morning I asked this cop that came in to 711 how far the tracks were and thats where I found out that it was about 3 miles. damn. a walk. I just sat. then about 2 hours later another cop came and went to 711 but when he came out he told me the manager of 711 wanted me to bounce. I asked for a ride to the tracks and recieved a very polite no way. ha. well I started my journey. had a 4loko so I just went to this building and sat behind it. it was like 4:30 in the am at this point and I swear like 10 mins after I left 711 cars just started speeding around. (a lot of the cars I saw the night before) some with they're flashers on n shit. I assume they were out looking for me although I have no real proof. oh yeah and keep in mind that it had started raining pretty fucking hard on me too. so I sat behind that building for about an hour and a half when I was spotted. two cars pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant and were pointing directly at me so I just threw my shit over the fence and then tossed mamas over and hopped it myself then fucking ran to 711. I got there and I knew the manager was gonna talk shit so I bought mamas some wet food and me another beer. and of course when mamas was doen eating the guy told me to bounce.
so I thought. well autozone is a corporate business Ill just sit over there. (another thing to keep in mind. Ive had like 3 hours of sleep these past 3 days. paranoia is a motherfucker.) so I go and I sit under the awning cause it was still raining. I was just chillin drinking. then a cop drives by(the beer was stashed. not visable) and looks directly at me and shakes his head and speeds up and takes a left into a neighborhood.
this is where it started to get interesting. right after I saw that cop, about 5 mins, all of those vans and cars where back out on the street driving aroudn watching me. the funny thing was they all turned into that same neighborhood. as did about 4 more cops. so I was instantly sketched out. so I just pounded my beer and stood up kinda watching the scenery and seeing what was happening. about 15 mins later I see a fire truck and an ambulance pull a lil down the road. not in a rush at all. bu then all of a sudden the lights and sirens start up.
thats right when the first van pulled up I immediately grab mamas. the door flies open and two mexicans come out and scream "come here" so I just bolted. left my bag grabbed mamas and ran across to the 711. like my only safe spot. well that was about to change. the fucking manager comes out and says "no. you have to leave" then he went back inside thats when the van pulls up again. I ran inside. and he starts bitching about my dog( a service dog mind you) and I tell him the situation and he says I dont care get the fuck out. so I did. thats when I knew I had to just get out of that area, go to a more for lack of a better word, white area. when I was leaving the 711 to get my bag the van was across the street took off after me when I was at autozone. I just casually walked to the bus stop where there were some legit people. but when I got on the bus this mexican looks directly at me and gets on his phone. fuck. I was heading to the greyhound station in san bernadino cause I needed the fuck out of there. but they now knew where I would be getting off do to my informant. whatever. I figure get to the GH and Id be straight. hahaha what a mistake.
so I get off the bus downtown ish SB. it was ghetto as fuck and full of bums n shit. I ask one cat where it was and he tells me. I start to walk that way constantly looking over my back and I look across the street and another kid on a phone. then right as we are in line he turns around and starts following my ass. and these cargo vans were following me too. Imake it to the greyhound station and felt a hell of a lot better. well for a little bit at least. I got my ticket arranged and I was gonna leave at 845 that night. it was only about 1030am. fuck. I had no cigarettes. I was exhausted and to top it off I was still pretty much scared shitless.
after sitting there for about an hour most of the people in the GH station had left. caught their buses. thsi kinda sketched me out. mainly because there was this one mexican kid. prolly 19 or 20 kept trying to poke and prod into where I was going and when I was leaving and all that. I just kept telling him I hadnt got my ticket yet. then abotu antoher hour later they must have found out (via the fucking GH employees) when I was leaving cause that kid just left. and another old school thug life mexican dude. came in. wearing locs and a low hat carrying nothing but a magazine in a plastic bag folded like there was something in it. this mother fucker literally looked like he just stared at me the entire time. vry sketchy.
so in all honesty I was frightened. I called my mom. I didnt know if I was gonna make it till 830. I honestly thought that was gonna be the end. and Im being 100% serious when I say that. Ive never felt such an empty feeling. it was horrible. needless to say my mom said she wasnt gonna let that shit happen. I told her I loved her and said Id call her later( not knowning if I was gonna be able to). I went back to sit down and thats when I looked out side and I saw a van pull up to the side of the GH station. I was freaked cause right after that there was a guy that came in and asked did we call the cops? and I had a temp feeling of relief. untill I went and looked outside and the same situation I ran into in colton was going down. a fake accident.
thats how these fuckers worked it. they call the cops and the cops actually set up a fake accident so traffic pays attention to that instead of a screaming guy getting swooped up. wtf? I swear to you this is true. cause right as that was going down 2 cops show up at the GH station. I guess my mom had called the cops in SB. so they take a report and keep telling me that I should only call them if someone is physically trying to abduct me. hahaha. like Id have a chance to make that phone call. fucking pigs.
so the cops leave and the heat was down for a bit. nothing really happened. until this one bus came and picked up everyone except me another couple and one other dude. so it was only us in there and I was kinda nervous. then I saw the fucking van again. pull right up next to the GH station. and then a bunch of thug fuckers start pulling into the GH parking lot. some just stayed outside and others came in and just sat down. staring at me.. fuck me antoher god damn attempt. so most of the people in the GH left and this one younger mexican thug dude came in and looked at me and laughed. then went to the counter to hand the manager some sort of paper work. I instantly figured this was a guy that was gonna try something so I went to the phones to call the cops and they had shut the phones off. I asked the couple if I could use their phone and they let me. this guy at the counter was looking ta me shaking his head and laughing. I knew the cops were'nt gonna do shit but I had to try. the cops said they dont know when they could get out there and I just hung up. grabbed my blade out and sat on my bag. right then is when the cop pulled into the parkinglot. All the people in the parking lot got in the cars and left. weird? ha. the dude at the counter looks at the manager and mouths the words "what the fuck". thats when I knew I was right that this shit was about me. that cop didnt do much for me. just said wait it out. hahaha. fuckers.
so I came up with the idea to just ask the drivers of the buses that came in if I could just get on the bus with the ticket I had. just to get anywhere but there. so the next bus is coming in. I run up to the driver and ask him where he's going and he says phoenix!!! fuck yeah I was supposed to meet nym there anyway. and he tells me theres plenty of room and to get my bag and lets go. so I run inside grab my gear and mamas and I look at the counter where not only the thug dude but also the three workers were looking at me dumbfounded. I ran outside and then right when Im about to throw my bag into the bus the manager.(this little fucking piece of shit dude) ran up and said. "no thats not your bus. you cant get on there". wtf? I told himthe driver said it was cool and I told him pretty much to fuck himself. well thats when the driver said if the manager said no he couldnt let me on. FUCK. so I went inside. I just threw my bag down and sat. staring at the ground trying to think of something I could do.
then some nice girl came up and asked if she could pet mamas. I said go ahead. we ended up talking for a bit and I ended up telling her what was going on. she asked if she could help and all I really said was have 911 ready to call. cause bythis time the original dude who came in for me had like 4 friends sitting with him. all pointing at me and talking. well about an hour had passed and I just sat talking to this girl. she gave me some food. which was hard to put down considering I didnt even know if I needed it. the dead need no food. well thats when like 3 buses pull up I immediately sat up and then ironically enough. after no security alll fucking day. this big asss dude in a security outfit came in. the clothes where way too small for this dude. and then another little guy with a gun came in also ina security otufit. sooo obvious they were fakes. they start telling me I couldnt go out and talk to the drivers. but I made it past one and they all kept tellig me I had to ok it with the manager. fuck!! these fucks are in on this shit. I was fucked. they told me to just wait for my 845 bus and I literally told them( the fake security) "i dont have that long to wait" and he replied " I know. sit down" I said " these people are trying to take me" he said " I know. sit the fuck down" thats when I got back on the phone. since there were so many civilians around at that time they had to turn em back on. so I call the cops. tell them whats up and they say "ok. we're gonna send a unit. just hold on" well I hadnt had luck the entire time with cops so I waited.....and waited. finally the first two buses leave. and the last bus was a vegas boucd bus. this was my only chance. but the "security" wouldnt let me anywhere near the driver. I was pretty much fucked.
so I called my mom. told her I had run out of options and I was pretty much done. told her I loved her. told her to tell everyone else that I love them and to inform my close travel buddies and friends and said goodbye. it was the most heart wrenching call Ive ever made. how do you tell the one person that has sacraficed so much and done so much to keep me alive. that you were gonna die? a horrible death too. it was miserable. all I did after that was go to my bag. toss it on my back and walk out front. thats when I saw the van again. it pulled across the street and just sat there. Im assuming they were waiting for the vegas bus to leave. I asked this one guy who was looking at me for a smoke i said " hey can I bum a smoke since its looking like my last" and he just said. "stay up man. good luck" and gave me the smoke. I smoked it and went back inside and thats when I heard the original thug dude yell. mother fucker and was looking at me. I turned around and there was another cop.
I went outside to talk to the cop and he asked me what was up. so I told him everything. he looked at me like I was crazy but said. "you need outa here pretty bad." and I said "fuck yeah"literally. thats when I told him that I thought the GH station was in on all this and he said yeah. he hates this part of town. when the manager came out you could tell that this was not a cop they usually deal with. you could see the fear in them now. finally the cop said. "hey, this guy needs to get out of here. he's getting on that bus." and they said. but thats not his busand the cops said " the driver doesnt mind. he's getting on here" they were finally fucked. I thought I was home free. fuck. the cop left and I got ont he bus and thats when I look in and the original dude and like 4 of his friends are fucking getting on the bus. god damn it. so yeah. they get on and we leave. as Im leaving Im trying to fall asleep seeing as how I hadnt slept in like 2 days. btu all I could hear is these fucks about 3 seats back talking about how they were gonna "get me" in vegas. and how they had called people that were waiting there. . finally I said fuck it. and fell asleep.
I woke up about 40 miles outside of vegas. it was prolly like 830pm I think. but my bus wasnt leaving till fucking 130am. so I immediately go out front and look at my options. I didnt see where those people following me went but I knew they were around. I could see the watch vans rolling. they always rolled dodge caravans or some other ghetto van. then all these people with no tickets start showning up. just sitting there staring at me. it was fucked. they even sat blocking the pay phones. so I went to a casino and hid out there. I talked to the head of security and said Im just gonna wait in here till my bus. he was cool and said for sure. theres lot od security around to help if I need. well I just sat around for about an hour until I saw the place starting to hin out. and I noticed some sketchy people in there as well. thats when I started to get nervous. and thats when I heard one of the security guys pull all security off the floor. wtf? I found one of them and he said. you gotta go now. and I asked to see the head againand he said he had left. fuck. so I call the cops.they come. accuse me of tryign to start shit and then they kick me loose. I was nervous as fuck but over all this the time had come for me to go. I had like 45 mins till my bus left and I walked to the station. just waiting to hear the van pull up and me turn and stab the first fucker I could. they didnt come then cause there were a few cops aournd. I made it to the station and lucky for me the bus had shown up an hour early. so I immediately got my bag ran to the front and got on the bus. finally. I was gone. but then they were tryign to pull me off cause of my dog. but I quickly defused that situation.
finally the bus pulled away and we were on the road. I felt so much better. although I was still kind of nervous seeing as how they followed me from LA to vegas I didnt know how far they would go. so I was always on edge. but I met some really cool
guys on that bus. I finally made it to Denver the next day and that was really where I was the most nervous. cause with the GH station in SB being in on the deal they had all my info. including every stop. but I made it. found my ride and had them pick me up down off colfax so I could try to lose any tail if I had too. I ended up getting out of there fine and making it back to my middle upper-class white suburbia. haha.
I know this all sounds crazy but I wnt to assure you it is all 100% true. one of the scariest moments in my life. and ive been in very sketchy situations.
so just heed my words. stay away from the greyhound station in SB and be safe in colton. I have no idea, except maybe that homebum in LB was well respected or something, why these people were atfer me.
but yeah. this is why I left so cal. this is what Ive been talking about. crazy ass shit.
Im tired of typing so yeah. questions feel free to ask. I kinda rant when I write.
bare with me. Im no writing major
--so I left here after I got outa lock up. they locked me up for like 4 months for some old warrants I had here.(fort collins,co. my hometown). so I when I got out I stacked loot for a few weeks then I went to so cal(riverside) to meet my road dog jessica. papa bug on here. anyway we didnt hit it off at all. too much sailor jerrys and whiskey. I got arrested there. they locked up my dog and I had to walk literally like 20 miles round trip to get her out. but anyway. once I got all my shit and my dog back I started to spange to get food to head out to long beach. well when I was spanging these 2 dirty kids pulled up(both on parole so housed up and what not) they picked me up and said we're going to hemet to drink absinth and we'd be going to LB the next day. word. the next day fucking scruff was supposed to have a meeting with his PO but he ditched out on it. when he went to his house me and boxcar thought he got locked up. so we just went to LB ourselves. but boxcar said he wanted to go to SD so I just said fuck it drop me off. so he did.
this is where the shit started going down. well I went to lincoln pak near the library downtown and met some of the local homebums and it was all chillin. till later that fucking night I was drinking a handle of vodka I bought with this one old himebum and he started fucking wiht me dog. so I toldhim to bounce. he wouldnt. so I beat the fuck out of the guy. and when I say old Im not talking like 70 dude was prolly 40-45. I picked up and I left cause some dude said he was calling the cops. the guy wasnt even that fucked up. anyway
the next day I wake up and I was walking down pine street to go meet a friend brad that lives in LB. well when I get to the 711 downtown on pine I see all these bums start posting up on all the corners like its a fucking prison yard. and I look across the street and I see one bum, wearing like a tear away overall suit and he's holding a blade.....just staring at me. sketchy. finally brad shows up. k. good. I tell him we need to boucne right away and we did. but when we walked to the car the fucking nignogs followed us to the car. they didnt sdo anything there but I knew they were gonna follow us. so brad said he was gonna take me out near huntington beach cause its more ritzy and no bums really. well we had a few beers at a local bar and he had to go work so he took me to a vons to ill it till later. so I go into vons to get a beer and when Im checking out all I see is like 20 cars outside circling the parking lot. wtf? so I did something I prolly shouldnt have but I called the cops. well the fucking cops told me "we hate paper work. we're gonna be really mad if you make us do paper work" I said so wtf? you're gonna just give me to these people. and they replied, and this is a quote "yeah. I hope you can run fast" fuck.
anyway I left pretty much sure I was gonna get swooped up. cause this wasnt like these people were trying to juts beat me up. they had fucking cargo vans and some people I saw were flashing knives and bats at me. these fucking bastards wanted to kill my ass. luckily that night some cool as fuck old black dude tells me ' you're not safe otu here tonight. when traffic dies a little come to my house" so I stayed with himthat night. but I didnt sleep a wink. I didnt know if he was setting me up. in any event I woke up the next day with a few bucks. went to the AMPM and bought my wakeup beer. then some tweaker kid came up and we drank together for a minute. by the time we had like 3 4lokos and 2 211s down I was like do you see all the fuckiugn people just circling here. he said yes and I was liek. wll they're aftefr me. so he said lets get the fuck outa here. I was down. we got on this bus to head to down town LB and when we got on I was like uhg. finally. but we still had to go through the heart of bum central. as we were heading down town I notice that some of the fucking vans were following us. I said fuck it and lets just get on the metro and bounce to san bernadino. so thats exactly what I did. we got on the train and things were ok for the first stop. then I saw the vans following the metro again. I tried to get off the metro at one point and they had mexicans running at me holding something in his jacket. sketchy so I ran back to the metro station to be around "the public" I rode that fucking metro from LB all the way to SB with people. young fuckers trying to stab my ass on there. luckily I had my dog and a big ass knife myself. it was hella sketchy especially cause the kid I was with got off in compton. fucking idiot. I left him there.
so when I finally get to SB I get off the metro and sure as fuck. there were even more cars packed full of dirty fucking beaners. all loking for me. so I went to the amtrak station to kinda lay low and hope by some miracle these fuckers would leave. well they never did. the security guard at the train station told me I had to leave the property. well the only things around this fucking train station were neighborhoods. and they looked like mexican neighborhoods. so fuck that. so I resorted to my last chance in that situation. behind the amtrak there was a BNSF building yard. so when the security guard left the cars all started reving the fucking engines and yelling shit in **** so I just fucking turned and ran to the yard. fucking had to hop over 4 stack cars with my big ass fucking bag and my dog(pretty much just tossing her sometimes=/) finally I made it to the road where the trailers go out. and I just started asking all the workers(who didnt seem to care I was on the property at all) where all the east bound trains are. like the thru tracks. well turns out they didnt know where that was. finally another worker came up and asked if I was lost and I explained the situation to him and he actually laughed and said "fucking ****. we'll get you out of here" hell yeah!! finally some help. well he called the bull who was cool as fuck and he gave me a ride out to colton. but he wouldnt drive me to the tracks. which didnt help at all cause I still had like 3 miles to the actual east bound hop out spot. and come to find out this was actually the fucking mexicans neighborhood. wtf again? he dropped me off at the 711 at the north entrance to colton. theres an autozone across the street. anyway I just stayed there all night. cause they wouldnt rush up on me when I was on that kind of public property. it was the only store really that wasnt like locally owned. I didnt trust any of the locals at all. so I just sat in front of the 711 for about 11 hours drinking beer and keeping an eye out for shit. the next morning I asked this cop that came in to 711 how far the tracks were and thats where I found out that it was about 3 miles. damn. a walk. I just sat. then about 2 hours later another cop came and went to 711 but when he came out he told me the manager of 711 wanted me to bounce. I asked for a ride to the tracks and recieved a very polite no way. ha. well I started my journey. had a 4loko so I just went to this building and sat behind it. it was like 4:30 in the am at this point and I swear like 10 mins after I left 711 cars just started speeding around. (a lot of the cars I saw the night before) some with they're flashers on n shit. I assume they were out looking for me although I have no real proof. oh yeah and keep in mind that it had started raining pretty fucking hard on me too. so I sat behind that building for about an hour and a half when I was spotted. two cars pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant and were pointing directly at me so I just threw my shit over the fence and then tossed mamas over and hopped it myself then fucking ran to 711. I got there and I knew the manager was gonna talk shit so I bought mamas some wet food and me another beer. and of course when mamas was doen eating the guy told me to bounce.
so I thought. well autozone is a corporate business Ill just sit over there. (another thing to keep in mind. Ive had like 3 hours of sleep these past 3 days. paranoia is a motherfucker.) so I go and I sit under the awning cause it was still raining. I was just chillin drinking. then a cop drives by(the beer was stashed. not visable) and looks directly at me and shakes his head and speeds up and takes a left into a neighborhood.
this is where it started to get interesting. right after I saw that cop, about 5 mins, all of those vans and cars where back out on the street driving aroudn watching me. the funny thing was they all turned into that same neighborhood. as did about 4 more cops. so I was instantly sketched out. so I just pounded my beer and stood up kinda watching the scenery and seeing what was happening. about 15 mins later I see a fire truck and an ambulance pull a lil down the road. not in a rush at all. bu then all of a sudden the lights and sirens start up.
thats right when the first van pulled up I immediately grab mamas. the door flies open and two mexicans come out and scream "come here" so I just bolted. left my bag grabbed mamas and ran across to the 711. like my only safe spot. well that was about to change. the fucking manager comes out and says "no. you have to leave" then he went back inside thats when the van pulls up again. I ran inside. and he starts bitching about my dog( a service dog mind you) and I tell him the situation and he says I dont care get the fuck out. so I did. thats when I knew I had to just get out of that area, go to a more for lack of a better word, white area. when I was leaving the 711 to get my bag the van was across the street took off after me when I was at autozone. I just casually walked to the bus stop where there were some legit people. but when I got on the bus this mexican looks directly at me and gets on his phone. fuck. I was heading to the greyhound station in san bernadino cause I needed the fuck out of there. but they now knew where I would be getting off do to my informant. whatever. I figure get to the GH and Id be straight. hahaha what a mistake.
so I get off the bus downtown ish SB. it was ghetto as fuck and full of bums n shit. I ask one cat where it was and he tells me. I start to walk that way constantly looking over my back and I look across the street and another kid on a phone. then right as we are in line he turns around and starts following my ass. and these cargo vans were following me too. Imake it to the greyhound station and felt a hell of a lot better. well for a little bit at least. I got my ticket arranged and I was gonna leave at 845 that night. it was only about 1030am. fuck. I had no cigarettes. I was exhausted and to top it off I was still pretty much scared shitless.
after sitting there for about an hour most of the people in the GH station had left. caught their buses. thsi kinda sketched me out. mainly because there was this one mexican kid. prolly 19 or 20 kept trying to poke and prod into where I was going and when I was leaving and all that. I just kept telling him I hadnt got my ticket yet. then abotu antoher hour later they must have found out (via the fucking GH employees) when I was leaving cause that kid just left. and another old school thug life mexican dude. came in. wearing locs and a low hat carrying nothing but a magazine in a plastic bag folded like there was something in it. this mother fucker literally looked like he just stared at me the entire time. vry sketchy.
so in all honesty I was frightened. I called my mom. I didnt know if I was gonna make it till 830. I honestly thought that was gonna be the end. and Im being 100% serious when I say that. Ive never felt such an empty feeling. it was horrible. needless to say my mom said she wasnt gonna let that shit happen. I told her I loved her and said Id call her later( not knowning if I was gonna be able to). I went back to sit down and thats when I looked out side and I saw a van pull up to the side of the GH station. I was freaked cause right after that there was a guy that came in and asked did we call the cops? and I had a temp feeling of relief. untill I went and looked outside and the same situation I ran into in colton was going down. a fake accident.
thats how these fuckers worked it. they call the cops and the cops actually set up a fake accident so traffic pays attention to that instead of a screaming guy getting swooped up. wtf? I swear to you this is true. cause right as that was going down 2 cops show up at the GH station. I guess my mom had called the cops in SB. so they take a report and keep telling me that I should only call them if someone is physically trying to abduct me. hahaha. like Id have a chance to make that phone call. fucking pigs.
so the cops leave and the heat was down for a bit. nothing really happened. until this one bus came and picked up everyone except me another couple and one other dude. so it was only us in there and I was kinda nervous. then I saw the fucking van again. pull right up next to the GH station. and then a bunch of thug fuckers start pulling into the GH parking lot. some just stayed outside and others came in and just sat down. staring at me.. fuck me antoher god damn attempt. so most of the people in the GH left and this one younger mexican thug dude came in and looked at me and laughed. then went to the counter to hand the manager some sort of paper work. I instantly figured this was a guy that was gonna try something so I went to the phones to call the cops and they had shut the phones off. I asked the couple if I could use their phone and they let me. this guy at the counter was looking ta me shaking his head and laughing. I knew the cops were'nt gonna do shit but I had to try. the cops said they dont know when they could get out there and I just hung up. grabbed my blade out and sat on my bag. right then is when the cop pulled into the parkinglot. All the people in the parking lot got in the cars and left. weird? ha. the dude at the counter looks at the manager and mouths the words "what the fuck". thats when I knew I was right that this shit was about me. that cop didnt do much for me. just said wait it out. hahaha. fuckers.
so I came up with the idea to just ask the drivers of the buses that came in if I could just get on the bus with the ticket I had. just to get anywhere but there. so the next bus is coming in. I run up to the driver and ask him where he's going and he says phoenix!!! fuck yeah I was supposed to meet nym there anyway. and he tells me theres plenty of room and to get my bag and lets go. so I run inside grab my gear and mamas and I look at the counter where not only the thug dude but also the three workers were looking at me dumbfounded. I ran outside and then right when Im about to throw my bag into the bus the manager.(this little fucking piece of shit dude) ran up and said. "no thats not your bus. you cant get on there". wtf? I told himthe driver said it was cool and I told him pretty much to fuck himself. well thats when the driver said if the manager said no he couldnt let me on. FUCK. so I went inside. I just threw my bag down and sat. staring at the ground trying to think of something I could do.
then some nice girl came up and asked if she could pet mamas. I said go ahead. we ended up talking for a bit and I ended up telling her what was going on. she asked if she could help and all I really said was have 911 ready to call. cause bythis time the original dude who came in for me had like 4 friends sitting with him. all pointing at me and talking. well about an hour had passed and I just sat talking to this girl. she gave me some food. which was hard to put down considering I didnt even know if I needed it. the dead need no food. well thats when like 3 buses pull up I immediately sat up and then ironically enough. after no security alll fucking day. this big asss dude in a security outfit came in. the clothes where way too small for this dude. and then another little guy with a gun came in also ina security otufit. sooo obvious they were fakes. they start telling me I couldnt go out and talk to the drivers. but I made it past one and they all kept tellig me I had to ok it with the manager. fuck!! these fucks are in on this shit. I was fucked. they told me to just wait for my 845 bus and I literally told them( the fake security) "i dont have that long to wait" and he replied " I know. sit down" I said " these people are trying to take me" he said " I know. sit the fuck down" thats when I got back on the phone. since there were so many civilians around at that time they had to turn em back on. so I call the cops. tell them whats up and they say "ok. we're gonna send a unit. just hold on" well I hadnt had luck the entire time with cops so I waited.....and waited. finally the first two buses leave. and the last bus was a vegas boucd bus. this was my only chance. but the "security" wouldnt let me anywhere near the driver. I was pretty much fucked.
so I called my mom. told her I had run out of options and I was pretty much done. told her I loved her. told her to tell everyone else that I love them and to inform my close travel buddies and friends and said goodbye. it was the most heart wrenching call Ive ever made. how do you tell the one person that has sacraficed so much and done so much to keep me alive. that you were gonna die? a horrible death too. it was miserable. all I did after that was go to my bag. toss it on my back and walk out front. thats when I saw the van again. it pulled across the street and just sat there. Im assuming they were waiting for the vegas bus to leave. I asked this one guy who was looking at me for a smoke i said " hey can I bum a smoke since its looking like my last" and he just said. "stay up man. good luck" and gave me the smoke. I smoked it and went back inside and thats when I heard the original thug dude yell. mother fucker and was looking at me. I turned around and there was another cop.
I went outside to talk to the cop and he asked me what was up. so I told him everything. he looked at me like I was crazy but said. "you need outa here pretty bad." and I said "fuck yeah"literally. thats when I told him that I thought the GH station was in on all this and he said yeah. he hates this part of town. when the manager came out you could tell that this was not a cop they usually deal with. you could see the fear in them now. finally the cop said. "hey, this guy needs to get out of here. he's getting on that bus." and they said. but thats not his busand the cops said " the driver doesnt mind. he's getting on here" they were finally fucked. I thought I was home free. fuck. the cop left and I got ont he bus and thats when I look in and the original dude and like 4 of his friends are fucking getting on the bus. god damn it. so yeah. they get on and we leave. as Im leaving Im trying to fall asleep seeing as how I hadnt slept in like 2 days. btu all I could hear is these fucks about 3 seats back talking about how they were gonna "get me" in vegas. and how they had called people that were waiting there. . finally I said fuck it. and fell asleep.
I woke up about 40 miles outside of vegas. it was prolly like 830pm I think. but my bus wasnt leaving till fucking 130am. so I immediately go out front and look at my options. I didnt see where those people following me went but I knew they were around. I could see the watch vans rolling. they always rolled dodge caravans or some other ghetto van. then all these people with no tickets start showning up. just sitting there staring at me. it was fucked. they even sat blocking the pay phones. so I went to a casino and hid out there. I talked to the head of security and said Im just gonna wait in here till my bus. he was cool and said for sure. theres lot od security around to help if I need. well I just sat around for about an hour until I saw the place starting to hin out. and I noticed some sketchy people in there as well. thats when I started to get nervous. and thats when I heard one of the security guys pull all security off the floor. wtf? I found one of them and he said. you gotta go now. and I asked to see the head againand he said he had left. fuck. so I call the cops.they come. accuse me of tryign to start shit and then they kick me loose. I was nervous as fuck but over all this the time had come for me to go. I had like 45 mins till my bus left and I walked to the station. just waiting to hear the van pull up and me turn and stab the first fucker I could. they didnt come then cause there were a few cops aournd. I made it to the station and lucky for me the bus had shown up an hour early. so I immediately got my bag ran to the front and got on the bus. finally. I was gone. but then they were tryign to pull me off cause of my dog. but I quickly defused that situation.
finally the bus pulled away and we were on the road. I felt so much better. although I was still kind of nervous seeing as how they followed me from LA to vegas I didnt know how far they would go. so I was always on edge. but I met some really cool
guys on that bus. I finally made it to Denver the next day and that was really where I was the most nervous. cause with the GH station in SB being in on the deal they had all my info. including every stop. but I made it. found my ride and had them pick me up down off colfax so I could try to lose any tail if I had too. I ended up getting out of there fine and making it back to my middle upper-class white suburbia. haha.
I know this all sounds crazy but I wnt to assure you it is all 100% true. one of the scariest moments in my life. and ive been in very sketchy situations.
so just heed my words. stay away from the greyhound station in SB and be safe in colton. I have no idea, except maybe that homebum in LB was well respected or something, why these people were atfer me.
but yeah. this is why I left so cal. this is what Ive been talking about. crazy ass shit.
Im tired of typing so yeah. questions feel free to ask. I kinda rant when I write.
