Driving down the street with these guys with nothing but the street lights flashing in my eyes, I sat there absolutely terrified. Wondering about the events we were about to ensue. The boys were laughing and enjoying themselves, reflecting on past experiences they had shared similar to this one. With most of their stories being about attacking some helpless on the way home from school or mugging some rich white person as an “anti racist” protest while driving through Kingston for fun, I could only imagine how tonight will play off. Seeing how uncomfortable I was, they offered me the usual weed, you know, to “calm” me down. That was their tactic. Get me loosed in the head so I can be just chilled about this whole situation. it just made me wonder why they would want me along in the first place.

I had many thoughts as to why…