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Lay My Ground

Yes your honor, I had to lay my ground. You see, she started to get the best of me and then she threatened my life. What choice did I have but to snap her neck? I know I started it by attacking her, but that’s the law now. Look at the president set on the Zimmerman case. It’s ok for an adult to kill a teenager, as long as it is self-defense. Just look at all my injuries. She scratched me, bit me, slapped me, tried to gouge out my eyes and then she said she was gonna kill me. But I had to stand my ground. I had to show her who was boss. After all, I knew she was up to no good. She was standing on that corner, just like the rest of them do. They always get away, so I had to make sure she wasn’t gonna be breaking the law in my neighborhood again. She was actin all suspicious trying to seem like she was just waiting for a bus.

But I know what the girls do on that corner and it ain’t waiting for buses, it’s waiting for cars to come by and let `em in for five minutes. They all do the same thing. I could tell she was on drugs too. That’s why they do all that in them cars, so they can buy more drugs. And then she had the nerve to act like she had no idea what I was talking about when I walked over to her and asked he what she was doing on my street looking like she had something for sale. She started calling me nasty names like asshole and creep. She even said I was creepy. So I had to do something after an insult like that. I told her I was gonna show her how to do it the right way, for free. I told her I wasn’t gonna hurt her and I would be back for more next time I saw her on that corner, so she knew I wasn’t gonna kill her. She was never in fear for her life. But when she started fighting back and hurting me, I had to use more force. Every time she fought back harder, I stood my ground and fought her harder. But when she said she was gonna kill me, well, what was I to do but protect my very life? I started screaming for help. Before that I was screaming, but those were cries of joy. It all changed when she started hurting me and threatened my life. She didn’t have to do that. In five minutes it would have all been over and I’d have gone my way, till the next time.

Besides, what’s a 17 year old teenage girl doing out on that corner an hour before sundown? She shoulda called a taxi cab if she really wanted to go home. You know you can’t count on the buses around here. So I knew she was lying to me. I know my neighborhood. I watch these streets to make sure they are safe. But those girls come around here and spend all night breaking the law. So I had to do something about it. No your honor, she never should have fought back and escalated it so far. She’d still be alive. It’s not my fault she’s dead, she killed herself. I was just protecting myself. Indeed, this is a clear cut case of self-defense…
Thank God I have a right to stand my ground!

JJ
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