Shots Fired? Well, The Cops Are Here

So it’s currently 12:27 at night… well, in the morning. But like, midnight morning. So it just turned into Sunday.

Anyway

I heard “shots,” about 4 or 5 in a row. There some voices and then I heard more “shots.” People’s voices, at least two cars drive away, and people outside.

What could have just happened?

Well, maybe someone is shooting a gun. At someone, towards someone, in an attempt to scare off someone, because they thought it was funny… Idk why they were shooting a gun.

But, then again, it didn’t seem like the aftermath I’d expect if someone just shot off a gun. No screams. No panic. No chaos.

And no police…

Well…

The police finnaly showed up. But they’re at the wrong house.

Maybe.

To be honest, I have no idea what’s going on or what it was that I heard. But I do know the cops have been out there for at least 10 minutes so far.

And this isn’t the first time the police have been to this particular part of my street… or even that specific couple of houses.

There’s really no point I’m trying to make. I’m not going to comment on Saturday’s march. I’m not going to comment on gun control. I’m not going to talk about supporting blues or whose lives matter. Why?

Because the world has lost it’s faith. It no longer believes in Jesus. It no longer trusts God. And as such, things are not going to get better. It will all be an illusion. And people just don’t care.

So maybe someone shot someone just outside my house.

Or maybe I think that, because this is the world we live in now.

-Diggs out

P.S. – police are all gone. No sirens, no ambulances, no craziness… except maybe in my own head…

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