MOTHER'S DAY MURDER

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An article about the death of my Brother, Michael M. Fluellen. At 14, he was shot to death in a drive-by shooting just outside of his home on Mother's Day. 1994 was the year and now in the year 2011, things haven't gotten much better. Youth Violence has sparked a bad plug around the Globe. Where does this all come from?

Submitted: April 07, 2011

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I was only Eight. The day was May 9th, 1994 and as a youngster, I was only thinking about the small details of life. My Mother came into my room very late and informed me that my Brother had been killed the night before. He had been walking home to his own Mother's house and someone shot him out of a car window. A tall, handsome, very athletic, and charming boy, my Brother had his hopeful life cut short because of nothing. And it just took a bullet and a weapon. I remember seeing my Dad cry for the first time and of course my Mom and Sister were also in Shock. My Brother and I shared the same Father. As did my Sister. The day went by really strange because I had no idea what was really wrong. We packed our bags and drove the 8 hour drive to Columbus, Georgia. We arrived late. The Family there was over-emotional and some took it upon themselves to try to locate the Killer/s of my Brother. Bad idea. We stayed away. Later that night at my Grandmother's house, I saw the first news clip about my Brother. A picture of him showed up and for the first time I knew this was serious. Two days later they caught the guys who did it. It ended up being three young black males driving a stolen car on a random search to shoot someone. My Brother happened to be the innocent bystander who fell victim to this random thought. I saw my brother twice after his death. He looked peaceful but seemed to appear that he had been through an ordeal of pain. These images will never leave my brain. And also, the thought of knowing he could be killed at 14, didn't make me much more comfortable at the age of 8. May 13th, 1994, my Brother was buried and laid to rest. He had lived too short of a life, but made many people proud of him. Star-Athlete in School. Earned good grades in School and seemed to be on a good road to College and a bright future. Killed over senselessness.

Why are a good percentage of our Children dying? I have read numerous reports of young men and women who have lost their lives over nothing more than a couple misplaced words. Rappers who stuck too hard to their images and lost their lives over rivalry. Kids turning their weapons on their Schools because of a Bully problem or problems at Home. Kids being shot over drugs or a snowball being thrown. Weapons are easy to access. And this \"I take no shit\" attitude is also the problem. We sometimes feel we have so much to prove but we haven't proved anything at all. Unfortunately, it will take a huge change in ourselves in order to be able to change the bigger problems. Stop destroying what could be our next President of the United States or the next Global peace keeper!

R.I.P. Michael \"Boochie\" Fluellen. 1979-1994


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