I were born in El salvadorian in 1990
, When i were 15years old my father got killed by an colombian,I got pissed and left the family.
I went to a clicka named La raza Mexicana,we were fightin' against di colombians
one day we found the one who killed my dad..
He were in a forest with around 100other colombians,
We were like 10 everyone died on the clicka except me.. the colombian got me and shot me two times in the stomach then he threw the gun away, but i were still alive so i took the gun and shot him one time in his leg, then i fallen down again. i accidently lost the gun and now it was 10m from me. I saw the colombian laying on the floor with pains , Either he gets the gun or i do.. Well i reached the gun and then he kicked it away.. we started to fight and he took out a shiny knife from his jacket and hitted my stomach..
Then mi bro Cesar valdez came and killed him.. but there was one other guy that came behind him and stabbed him in the stomach and cutted his throat i got so pissed , i used all my force and standed up and took the gun and shot the colombian 5 times in the head and then i took him to a dark place and kicked him to i got tired.. From that day i were called:
Juan"Juanito" Valdez the bad-tempered salvadorian.
Now im standing infront of Mara Salvatrucha Trece as Soldado.
((I will do changes later, first story so .. dont expect much from it.. i had to make one, Just made this on 10mins , didnt use more time for it, i will change it later and add sentences there i speak n stuff ))