<human>: Can you give me a shortened version of the text?

So a little back story:

We lived in a medium sized town and it was mostly country/hick white folk and ghetto/country black folk. There also were a lot of Filipinos, Chinese, and Mexicans. So anyway, we lived about 500-600 miles away from our family, moved there with step-dad. So they came to visit a several times a year, staying at our house, for usually a few weeks at a time. 

So one day, all of us cousins are out frolicking i our driveway which was super long, about 100ft, and a white van drives up across the street. Some Mexicans guys get out and they have paint brushes sticking out their pockets. Now we saw that the were paint brushes and paid no mind to them, but my mom happens to come out the door, see them and freaks out. Now mind you they pulled up in front of a vacant house, just built in a very nice Suburban area.

She then rushes us all in the house, screaming "THEY GOT GUNS!!" we're like WTF? We're trying to explain that it's paint brushes, she won't listen. So we're in the house, she runs through, closing all the blinds and peeking out our kitchen. With the phone, then my uncle goes outside to see what's going on. He comes back in and confirms it's paint brushes. We all then laughed at her paranoia and apparent racist assumption.
<bot>: Mom saw Mexican painters, assumed the were going to rob and shoot up a vacant house. Ran us inside, we laughed.