My Rage- Cause

My Rage- Cause
I still remember that day when my best friend and I started walking down the block. All we were doing was going to the park to have fun. There’s nothing wrong with that right? When two of my friends and my older sister popped out of no where we said hi to each other and started walking all together. When we were about to cross the street my best friends mom pulled up in the Expedition. Her mom started going crazy on us she had followed us from my house. Her mom thought we were going to hook up with my friends and do things we were not suppose to at the park. When all we were doing was talking we didn’t even plan to meet them but she didn’t believe us. I hated how she started judging my friend with out even knowing them or taking the time to ask what we were doing. Next thing I know she’s blaming all these things on me. Saying she’s going to press charges on me for no reason. That I’m going to go to jail along with my sister because that’s were we belong. That me and my sister where just too little bad asses. That I’m nothing more than a gang member and a flirt to everyone. That I had no future. That it was my fault her daughter was the way she was. Ever since that day I have never seen my best friend again. I talked to her once or twice on the phone with out her mom knowing. I call her house and if her mom picks up I have to hang up or else ill end up in jail or at least that’s what she says. This is all because she miss judge me and now I cant talk to her daughter. I do miss her. I and she had been through so much together we had so many good times and now I feel like half of me is gone. Everything got thrown away. So much happened in so little time. Ever since that day I changed a lot I went the wrong path and now its up to me to change it. And I have learned that getting mad takes me no where but into trouble.