Don Miguel had been searching for Juan Pablo for what seemed like an eternity. Juan Pablo had conducted a raid on his mansion with the intent to kill him, and, during that skirmish his best friend Carlos had been brutally murdered after trying to defend the mansion from Juan Pablo's henchmen. He wanted to; no, needed to, get revenge.
He had finally found Juan Pablo, living in a smaller house than you would expect from somebody of his profession, and he planned the attack for Wednesday. The same day that Juan Pablo attempted to kill him. He and his henchmen pulled up in a black car and knocked on the door. They heard the pounding of footsteps and decided to wait a bit longer. After 30 seconds had passed and they had received no response, they
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He knew that Juan Pablo was there because the TV was on and a half eaten meal was lying on the table. He suddenly heard a loud bang from the upper floor and rushed upstairs. Before he could reach the second floor he heard gunshots and the thump of a body hitting the ground. He thought that it was Juan Pablo's body hitting the floor, and decided to let his henchmen take care of the rest. After getting back into the car, he began hearing gunshots, and wonders why his henchman would be shooting if Juan Pablo was already dead. He rushes back to the house and sees the bodies of his dead henchmen and a open door, with snow blowing in. He notices a trail of blood leading from a room to the door and out into the snow. He calls out, wondering if any of his henchmen are still alive. He hears noise upstairs and sees one of his henchmen walking towards him with two guns. His henchmen handed him one of the guns and pulled two flashlights out of his bag. “Lets finish getting our revenge.” They walked out of the door and into the dark snowy night. The beam of light from their flashlights sliced through the shadowy forest. They followed the trail of blood, continuing on through the wintry night. Suddenly they heard the crunch of walking in snow, coming from ahead. Through the light that his flashlight cast he could make out a man walking through the forest up ahead. He raised the gun to his shoulder and took a shot. He heard a grunt and the man fell
Sieto Alvarez, is an african american gang lord who was once a member of the Rollin Heights Ballas, after years and years of serving them, he was betrayed and left to die during a gang war in Glen Park, he was severely injured, hours passed, finally a man with a blue bandana was ready to finish him, Armstrong was about to die, but instead was taken inside the Crips headquarters and was treated well, they accepted Sieto as a new member and was recruited a few days after recovering.
From Shootings to Suburbia If you looked at Griselda Ayala Perez today, you would never guess that she grew up in one of the harshest neighborhoods in the country. She lived in Compton, California, a city well known for its gang violence and poverty. She has two kids, a husband, and lives comfortably in a cozy suburban house in the peaceful city of Overland Park. Although Mrs. Perez lives a fantastic life today, the real story lies within her amazing journey on becoming the person she is today. This is the story of how a strong woman came from the most violent rags to the most fortunate riches.
He runs down to the church and sees fire and many people running and crying. He finds a hole in the wall so he climbs through it into the church. He finds his Joetta’s shoe and runs back home and crys. Soon later his family comes home and Joetta is with them. He is relived.
Luis J. Rodriguez went from being a gang member to governor, he is a 60 year old chicano and also a best selling author. He was a member of a gang and faced felony charges also struggled with drug addiction. Also Luis has some good things he has done such as work in various countries as a journalist, painted murals, organized against war and racism and ran a cultural center and bookstore in Los Angeles. From going through that his whole life since he was 11 years old he started to realize that a lot of stuff started happening to his friends more than him like getting shot or someone getting killed by a type of drug but it was not really affecting him the world would always save him but he never realized what it was.
On page 160, Antonio, coming home from school on a Winter's day sees Tenorio and Narciso bursting out through the doors of the Longhorn Saloon in a fight. Tenorio was a man who wanted revenge against Ultima because she had supposedly cast a curse on his daughters while Narciso was a friend of Ultima and Antonio’s family. The fight that Narciso and tenorio had is actually about Ultima. In the same chapter, Antonio witnesses another death apart from that of Lupito. After the fight, Narciso attempts to warn the Marez y Luna family about Tenorio’s aggression, but it doesn’t go as planned.
He marched for days,nights,weeks, and months as finally he battled for the Capital, Mexico City. His efforts were not strong enough and some say not wise. His leadership along side with Allende was enough for thousands of men agreed to fight for their liberty. When he was finally captured and executed, his accomplishments were seen by “All the city's dignitaries and officials” as a representation of the wave of the future.(New World). This
“Luis had been killed by Arthur Bauer on Tuesday, but it had taken six days for him to die.” (247) Erik made this choice because Luis made fun of him. “You would smack a little kid in the face, right? Why don't you come over here and smack me?” (211) “I remained frozen in my spot as he got back in the Ford and drove off.”
Juana Barraza is a serial killer in Mexico. She was born on December 27, 1958 in Hidalgo, Mexico. As a child she had a thought life. Her mother Justa Samperio an alcoholic woman would exchange her to a man called Jose Lugo for a couple of beer. Barraza was sexually abuse; as a result she became a mother at the age of 13.
With the help of Pedro de Córdoba, and taking Antonio de Montesinos as his company, he left for his homeland Spain to fight for the rights of the Native Americans in September of
Ever heard of somebody who was claimed as a murder for three hundred people? If not, then you are going to hear about it now and be well aware of who he is . Pedro Alonso Lopez, also known as Monster of the Andes, was a colombian serial killer who was sentenced for killing eighty girls, but he claimed he murded and rapped about three hundred. Pedro Lopez was known for raping girls around his country then moved to Peru and Ecuador and all around. Pedros dad died when Benilda; his mother, was three months pregnant with her son at the time of his father's death.
In the motel room, one moment the guys were having a good time getting drunk, then Miguel takes out a gun. When someone has a gun it usually means they are the dominate one, they have control.
Taking a deep breath, I open the door, creaking as it pivots on its rusty hinges. I step inside carefully. Upon looking around, I gasp and realize everything was exactly the way Kaufman described it, except the eerie bust he spoke of. It was still there, put together and dusty. I examine all parts of the room, on the floor a small square of carpet was peeled back.
The novel uses many literary techniques such as foreshadowing and irony to build a strong connection between every scene and builds closer and closer to the development of the murder. There are many foreshadowing events which develop in the story before the death of Santiago. The murder is avoidable, but nobody stops it from happening. The dream, the weather, and nature all foreshadow Santiago 's death. The instance of foreshadowing at the beginning of the story is Santiago’s dream.
The Last attempt to get his families attention, he ran off the tenants that rented out the room. His sister insisted on getting rid of him in her eyes, he was causing the family to be held back from greater things and was being a burden for the family as well. The last moments of his life he tried to crawl back into his room, but his body was lifeless he had no energy to go anywhere. He finally took his last breath and laid there and died. His family felt sad at the same time it was a sense of relief for the
As we were cutting in front of the last house on the block, Dean cried out, "Jackpot! Follow me!" He ran right past the stairs leading up to the porch and continued toward the road. There were more walking dead out on the road, meandering about in search of food. As our footfalls went from the deadened silence of the grass-covered lawn to the slapping sound of rubber on pavement, the nearest of the dead took interest and joined in our pursuit.