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black on black crime, and I am sick of these white people thinking they can just do us any kind of way and get away with it. We deserve so much more than they give us and I just feel like we gotta go out there and take it,” Jawan expressed, he shook his head and allowed his emotions to spill over.
     
                “I didn’t wanna shoot that cop, but he wanted to take my freedom. That immediately brought me to thinking of how enslaved I would feel if I allowed him to take me in—I just couldn’t allow it.  And then it was the dude celebrating the loss of life of a teenager and his killer going free. That shit pissed me off and I stood my ground like he would’ve claimed if he had killed me. You know that’s what they all claiming now. Killing little black boys, and claiming they stood their ground. It’s just another way to demolish the black race if you ask me. Them laws damn sure wasn’t made by no black man.
     
    Anyway, I know that you don’t agree with my actions, but I’m a make it right some kind of way. Violence isn’t the way and I know that. Meesie is pregnant and I’ve pretty much messed up any chance I had of being of father. Tell me what to do Pop. What should I do, to make this right for Meesie ? I’m so lost right now.”
     
    Jawan lowered his head and let the tears flow. He placed his hand on top of the headstone and began to pray. He needed his father to speak to him and needed a word from God. He didn’t want to hurt anyone else but he couldn’t help but feel like nothing had been accomplished. Three people had died, but would they understand why? Would they know the reasons behind their deaths, and would everyone else know?
     
    “I know what I have to do. It’s what you taught me to do, what a real man would do,” Jawan nodded his head and stood to his feet to walk way. He had to do what he had to do and there was no other way around it, Meesie would just have to understand. He then decided that they needed to find somewhere to rest until he could put things in order.
     

     
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                “We have issued a statewide manhunt for Jawan Louis and Meesie Hall. They are wanted for their involvement in the shooting deaths of three men, including one police officer. We have reason to believe that they are armed and dangerous, and if you see either one of the two individuals shown on this television screen, please call the authorities.”
     

     
                The room was silent as Jawan and Meesie stared at the television set. Jawan’s uncle had been eating potato chips, and stopped chewing in the middle of a chip when the news came across the television. They had been hiding out at his house for the past couple of days in order for Meesie to be able to heal from her injuries. They had been all over the news for the killing of the police officer, but now it seemed as if they authorities were able to connect them to the other two as well. This was the first time Jawan’s uncle had seen the news.
     

     
                “Wait a got damn minute Jawan !” His uncle said loudly. Jawan had told him how upset he was about the verdict of the trial that struck the nation, but he didn’t know he’d taken things this far. “What the fuck is going on? You trying to get me sent to the got damn electric chair? If they find you in here, they’ll charge me for aiding and abetting. You’re a fugitive for murder boy. You and that damn lady you’re with, y’all need to grow up and turn y’all selves in!
     

     
    Out here killing folks just because the verdict wasn’t what you wanted it to be for the Trayvon case! You’re not making things no better for black people boy! You think you’re doing some big shot shit don’t you? Out here killing people! You and that damn woman you’re with have turned into serial killers! And you thought it was cute!
     

     
                I’ll show you what’s cute! Get y’all cute asses out of