See me i was the man of the house my father wasn’t there he was a coward and we are from boynton but we moved to the other side this was a little bit less than what i had expected and i would do things a man supposed to do in the house to make sure my mom and my sisters were ok and in around the 90s i started selling drugs i had my own house by this time but not to far from my mom and sisters. I remember her calling me late at night saying they were shooting i grabbed my shot gun and went over with my fear to protect my mother and sisters

About This Story

  • Project: We Are Here
  • Date submitted: 2018-11-17 00:00:00
  • Emotional tone: Negative
  • Who should know about this? My community

About the Storyteller

  • Community: Boynton Beach
  • Age: 41-50
  • Gender: Male

How the Storyteller Interpreted Their Story

Note: Responses which fell closer to the middle (between two or three options) are shown as two dashes.
  • In your story, why did people act the way they did? They just did it, no reason
  • My story relates to: The traditions of the past
  • Why did things happen in the story I told? The way people were brought up
  • The lesson in your story is: Things should change
  • In my story, problems are solved by: Members of the community
  • My story teaches us to: Always look to traditions of the past
  • My story teaches us that: The community has no control
  • My story teaches us that: The community is resilient
  • My story teaches us that: The community is volatile

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