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2021.09.21 10:40 AntiBullshyt Understanding GD n BD history with a few questions

David Barksdale co founded a gang called Devils Disciples
Barksdale became the leader of Devils Disciples
They got local gangs involved to make a Disciples alliance, where smaller gangs took the Disciples name
Larry Hoover was leader of a gang called Gangsta Supremes, then he started his own alliance called Gangstas
Larry and Barksdale joined together and with the Gangsta nation and the Disciples nation, made Black Gangsta Disciples
From what I read, before this happened the Disciples were bringing other local gangs into an alliance and created the Black Disciples, but I also read in the same article later down the line the Disciples made a Civil rights gang called B.L.A.C.K.S, which formed with Deuces and they became the Black Disciples. I'm not sure when exactly the name Black Disciples came
Larry Hoover got sent to prison and Barksdale led BGDN
Barksdale changed his ways to helping the BGDN but then he passed away, which divided Disciples and Gangstas in the nation and a lot of Disciples left
Larry Hoover wanted to honor Barksdale and bring both sides into one gang instead of an alliance and the gang Black Gangsta Disciples where made into a real gang, not just a nation
A lot of Disciples left and took up the Black Disciples name they had before
Larry Hoover helped create the Folk Nation in prison, while enemies created People Nation. The BDs and BGDs were having issues in prison too
A BD member got out of prison and was telling everyone that the Black Disciples was officially it's own gang, taught people about the Folk alliance and that anyone that goes against BGD laws were then BDs, taught everyone the gates/treys the BDs use today and told everyone the B.G.D.N was defunct and that they were separate organizations now
People from Gangstas got out of prison and started recruiting people from the defunct BGDN alliance and other Gangsta sets
BDs had their own issues but then at that time the issues with BDs and BGDs got smoothed out again and they started working together
The BDs and BGDs started beefing again during the crack epidemic and it was heavy by the early 90s, which is the same time Englewood BGDs started dropping the B and going by GDs instead, then in 1993 is when they officially became the GDs
Larry Hoover at the time tried to enforce the Growth and Development meaning while also trying to better the GDs and how they lived, while being behind bars
During the 90s a lot of Hispanic and white GD gangs were made, which changed the racial boundaries with gangs and also a lot of activism was done in the name of GD and the culture, which a lot of it has gotten lost today
I've been reading about this for a lil bit and wanted to make sure I'm getting shit right
I dont wanna look goofy asking my family in Chicago n the people I know around me young and don't know the full lit and history like that
I have a few questions tho.

  1. Why do a lot of GDs nowadays only talk about Larry Hoover and not Barksdale?
  2. Why do people consider Larry Hoover to be the leader and founder of GD when technically it was Barksdale?
  3. Why do we as Black people and just the hood culture in general, support the separation and the opp mentality of BDs and GDs when they are essentially the same thing? Why would a BD hate on a GD when Barksdale spoke activism, Black empowerment and considered Larry to be a "King", just like he was in the organization? It's like people actively hate on one leader and like another leader when both leaders technically created both gangs
  4. Hating Barksdale is just like hating Larry and vice versa. Barksdale created Disciples which in turn created GD so it was the BDs that came first and not GD?
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2021.09.21 10:40 MentalBreakdown37 The Stealer

I should start this by saying I've never been one for the paranormal. If anything, I over-rationalize things just so I could keep my mind at ease. What with my uncle dying, college starting, and moving into his estate, I've had enough stress to deal with over the past few months. But this... this can't be explained. No matter how I look at it, it always has something that just doesn't make sense.
I had just moved in to Uncle Mike's estate, and I was lying in bed scrolling through various social media sites. My bedroom is massive. A queen-size bed for a 5'3 king, a built-in bookshelf with the middle shelf being my height, a wardrobe that stretches endlessly, and a mirror that reflects the whole room, making it seem twice as huge. I pushed my thick, dark blue hair out of my face. It wouldn't behave, so I elected to go digging through the boxes stashed in the upstairs closet to try and find a hair tie. As I pushed myself up and off my bed, I heard a noise. I didn't know exactly what it was, hell, I still don't. It unsettled me in a way; I've always been able to brush things off with a simple, "It's just the wind." or "It's an old house, it makes noise." But, I know it wasn't the wind. I closed and locked all the windows myself. It didn't sound like a house noise, so what the hell was it? It sounded raspy, and rhythmic. It sounded like the respirator Uncle Mike was on in the weeks leading to his passing. I eventually chalked it up to, "I must've made the bed squeak when I got up, and pareidolia made me think it was Uncle Mike's respirator." Even though I was alone, I made fun of myself. "Oooh, Uncle Mike's ghooooost is here to haunt meeee! OoooOOOooooHHh!"
After finally finding a hair tie and putting the boxes away, I turned to see a figure dart into a room; my room. I was understandably taken aback. Did I just see someone go into my room? Did I really?
"Heh, weird." I pull my hair up and look down to help tie it back. I look up after tightening the ponytail I made and I see a shadow of a head duck back into my room, along with a hand unclasping itself from the doorframe.
"Aaaand fuck that. Who wants pizza?"
I pull out my phone and walk-a bit faster than normal- to the stairs. On the phone with the pizza guy, I keep flicking my eyes back up to the top of the stairs. I situate myself in the living room, repositioning the armchair to have the landing in view.
"Robin, you're freaking yourself out. It was probably my shadow and my eyes playing tricks on me. Stop it, eyes. It's not funny." I waggled a finger at myself, mocking my mother at how she'd always scold me as a child.
"Ugh, I'm twenty years old. Be a big boy and go up to investigate, coward." My phone buzzed on the table and I flopped back down on my seat. "Or..."
My boyfriend had texted me, asking how I was settling in to the new house and if there was anything he could do to help me feel more comfortable.
Chris M.: Hey, Robin! Just checking in to see how you were settling in to the house. If there's anything I can do, please let me know. I want to make sure you're as comfortable as possible before school starts again :^)
Robin C.: Actually, could you come over?
Chris M.: Yeah, why? What's going on?
Robin C.: Nothing much. Just been hearing weird things. Thought I saw a shadow duck into my room and peek their head back out at me. Kinda freaked me out so I'm chilling in the living room.
Robin C.: I have pizza
Chris M.: Don't you dare eat the whole thing!! Save me a slice!!
Robin C.: I paid for the whole pizza imma eat the whole pizza
Chris M.: Robiiiiiiiin D:
Robin C.: >:P
A loud crash upstairs makes my phone slip out of my hands. My heart raced so fast I thought it would leap out of my chest. I felt my lungs constrict. I couldn't breathe, I was so scared. Another crash, a thud, and very clear footsteps racing down the stairs snapped me out of my trance. I ran to the kitchen and grabbed the largest knife I could find, dialing 9-1-1 in the process.
"9-1-1, what's your emergency?"
"There's-there's someone in my house!" I gasped, clutching the knife close to me.
"What is your address, sir?"
As I croaked out my address, I heard more crashes in the living room.
"Oh, Dios..."
"Sir, where are you know?"
"Estoy aqui en la cocina, tengo un cuchillo..." I was so frightened, I reverted back to my Native language.
"Where is the intruder relative to you?"
"No lo s矇, 聶en alg繳n lugar del primer piso?" I was shaking at this point, my heartbeat so loud I heard it pounding in my ears. My dark brown eyes darted across the room, searching for something, anything, that'd help me rationalize this.
"The police are on their way, just stay put, okay? I'm gonna ask you to stay on the line with me until they get there. Do you know where the intruder is now?"
"No."
"Do you hear anything?"
"Los escucho destrozar mi sala de estar. Creo que est獺n buscando algo, pero 聶qu矇?"
"Do you have any valuables in your living room the intruder could be after?"
"Solo un sof獺 viejo y una mesa de caf矇. Me acabo de mudar aqu穩."
Police sirens in the distance could be heard.
"Police are in the neighborhood. Do you hear them?"
"S穩, los escucho. 聶Salgo ahora?"
"Not until the police fully arrive. I want you to stay put, okay? You're doing so well. May I ask you your name?"
"Robin Carrasquillo, se簽ora."
"Okay, Robin. You're doing great. How old are you?"
"Tengo veinte a簽os, se簽ora."
"Police! Open up!"
"La polic穩a est獺 aqu穩, se簽ora."
"Alright, I'm gonna let you go now. Stay safe, Robin. Good night."
"Buenas noches, seora. Gracias."
The door busts down. "Police!"
"In here!" I shakily stand, clutching the knife. My sweaty palms made the handle slippery, and I drop it. I jump out of the way as four armed policemen enter the kitchen, guns raised. My arms shoot up out of reflex, grasping tightly to my phone. Two of them have piercing blue eyes and cream colored skin, with the same high cheekbones and strong jawline. One has sandy-colored, fluffy hair. The other has bright red hair. Another one has dark, smooth skin and black eyes. His hair is buzzed and lines of age show themselves around his eyes, mouth, and forehead. The last has shoulder-length blonde hair and grey eyes, a scar visible between dark brown eyebrows.
"Robin Carrasquillo?"
"Y-yes?"
"Come with us. We need to get you out of here."
The blonde extends his hand out to me, holstering his pistol. As I'm being led out of the house, two more officers come down the stairs.
"The house is clear, Officer Brenshaw."
The one who spoke had red hair, green eyes, and freckles scattered across his light-colored skin. The other held up an evidence bag. He had frizzy sand-colored hair and deep brown eyes. He had a birthmark on his upper lip.
"Officer Brenshaw, we should take this back to forensics to get this analyzed."
Before I could make out what was in the bag, I heard Chris' distinct voice rising above the chaos outside.
"Oh, my God! What happened in here? Where's my boyfriend? Where's Robin?"
The sandy-haired officer, Officer Brenshaw, led me outside to a visibly shaken Chris.
"Oh, Robin! I was so worried! What happened here?"
"I-I don't know, Chris. It scared me."
"Sir, we're going to have to take you in for questioning. You're not in trouble, it's just standard procedure."
"Can I come with?"
"Sir, I'm afraid no one else is allowed in the interrogation room. But... you could wait outside."
After the questioning was done, Chris pressed me as to what happened.
"I don't know, querido, I just don't understand what happened." I curled up more in the front seat. He had insisted on staying with him for the night, but I dragged my feet and eventually he caved. He still wanted to spend the night, which was fine by me.
"As long as you're safe, that's all that matters." He took one hand off the steering wheel to hold mine.
He hits the brakes so suddenly I felt the back of the car rise.
"What the hell is that?" He was staring out the window, confused and scared.
"What? What is what? What's going on?" I sat up, but he pushed me back down.
"Stay." His were eyes laser focused on something just out of view.
We sat in silence for a solid 30 seconds, before something snapped him out of his trance. He reversed so quickly I'm surprised we only left tire marks on the road. I sit up and turn just in time to see the faintest glimpse of what he'd been staring at. Even in that second I looked at it, my eyes captured such vivid detail. It was a gaunt, misshapen form of Uncle Mike. His limbs were stretched out, his forearm was almost as long as I was. He was so thin, he looked like the slightest breeze would send him flying through the air like a loose piece of paper. Even then, his stature, his whole way of just standing there, it made him seem like he could kick the ass of anyone who tried to stop him from getting what he wanted. His balding scalp had rotted off at some point, exposing his cranium and parts of his brain. Half of his nose was missing, and there were parts of his face that were completely rotted through. His teeth were dripping with blood, and even though he didn't have cheeks, he had the widest, most grotesque and sinister smile plastered on what remained of his face. He was still wearing his hospital gown, slashes cut clean through the fabric. His hands and feet were so large and disproportional, the palm of his hand would completely envelop my entire head.
I sat there, staring at the spot where I had seen my uncle, wondering what in the ever-loving fuck I'd just seen. Chris took me to his house, and had to almost pry me out of his seat. I was frozen in shock. Whatever the hell I'd seen, I knew if I tried to go back to its territory, I'd be sorry.
It's been almost two months, and I haven't gone back to Uncle Mike's house since then. I don't know if I ever will. I found out about two weeks ago that two teenagers had snuck into the property and were never seen again. Concerned parents sent the police to investigate and found the kids, dead, hanging by their ankles. Both had such hideous injuries, it would've been impossible to identify the bodies had they not been labeled. You heard me right, labeled. They had these neat little tags on their fingers that had their name, age, address, all of their personal information. Whatever did this to them, I know it was that remnant of Uncle Mike.
I know it's hungry. And I know who it's after.
You see, I found this local legend called The Stealer. It goes something like this; In the era of the witch trials, one young woman named Hecate Albaum was tried and found guilty of witchcraft. Before she was burned at the stake, she cursed the man who testified against her. Her father, Wilbur. She cursed him to become a horrendous beast, and to forever roam the Earth in search of bodies to devour. After Wilbur died, he was buried in an unmarked grave on the foundation of where Uncle Mike's house was built. He's eaten all the previous owners after their deaths, and stole their bodies to remain immortal. The legend says that if you step foot in that house, you're basically fucked. But, there is a solution. If you tell someone about the legend, you're freed from his hunt. He's been passed on to the person who you told it to. And I've just put this story out there for the world to see.
Whoever reads this, good luck and goodbye.
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