Journal Entry 15

I went on a mission to the plaza for supplies with Joshua, Matt and Hemy, just as we rounded the corner of the Comp USA building a spear…yes I said spear, flew past us above our heads. We walked right into a gang war. The four of us ducked behind a garbage dumpster. We kept trying to leave the area but every time one of us peaked out from behind the dumpster, something else would fly our way. For a few moments, I thought we were going to be stuck there permanently. Joshua got a little upset about being behind the dumpster so he shoots his gun off. People scattered. We left the way we came.

I don’t know what the feud was about but they were doing some serious fighting. People were running around like chickens with their heads cut off. It was crazy. The sad thing is, it was probably about something stupid. It’s always about something stupid. Unfortunately, these things always escalate into something tragic. The war won’t stop until people die. I wish people would just be civilized. Live and let live.

We had to take the long way around to the plaza.

The plaza was a quiet place. Unusually, quiet, probably because the grapevine was at work warning people to stay at home. We didn’t find everything we needed. This isn’t unusual but it is annoying.