In a real life situation I think I'd be more scared of the "Natural" than the "Supernatural". The reason I use the "" is because it's a matter of opinion on what's natural and supernatural. By the "Natural" I mean things like getting jumped or approached by a gang. I mean I know how to play them out, but most of the time for me a real life situation I can think all the way out and make as easy as taking a shit in explanation and theory but moving it into action is hard. Fighting is one thing, in a fight I'm not going to jump in, throw a hit, jump out; I'd jump in and throw 25 blows really fast to see the person on the floor. But I was out at a late night bike, before a giant storm came, and I got a little scared in the darker areas. It's because I was thinking, what if I run into a gang member. I mean there was some "Supernatural" to be scared of. I leave through my back which has a giant set of woods behind it, a perfect setting for a Slenderman Sighting. Also the lightning was fucking with my head and I could've sworn I saw a pale anorexic person in a car one of the times the lightning came down that disappeared later. But I didn't freak in those situations. What I freaked is when I was going around and got to a dimly lit area cause I was biking around the block. I go around with my clothes like a gangster, wearing gym shorts or really well sagged cargo shorts and a snapback with a simple T. And then I saw someone walking while holding up his shorts by the belt and I'm like thinking, don't look and keep biking. Recently I've developed a caring for other human lives, it's weird. And by extension I gotta worry about a gang member walking up to me and being like, "Wazzup my nigga.... you should run with me and my crew" Of course it doesn't go that fast but there are those that will drive up in a car and recruit. By recruit it means say yes or we follow you home and kill you and your family. Also cause I'm going around like a fucking gangbanger I could get mistaken and shot up for no reason. I'm not one of those retards that goes around trying to prove himself so he purposely starts shit. FUCK NO! I got a fucking brain, and no one with a brain will be stupid enough to do that. I let a situation come to me, if it doesn't then good, if it does then I solve it before it escalates, or at least tries to. If there's one thing that annoys me is that my mom isn't okay with me carrying around stuff to protect me. I mean the school I go to is right across from a neighborhood with cops going through it on a weekly/monthly basis. And I just wanna keep a set of knives in the bottom of my backpack and a lighter on me and she freaks. Sometimes I don't get how she can be overprotective at one point and then worry about me getting caught with a weapon more than getting caught without one while someone else has one.
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