Life is no Game.

School or Prison?

Today is the most hated day of the week. Monday. Which for normal kids would mean school but for us it was prison. If u don't know why u are about to find out.

We were all walking to school together. So we like to start talking to each other before the endless solitude in class.

Nickie: Did you guys do your homework?

Jean: I did.

Nickie: Can I copy later?

Mason: Jean don't do it! Nickie you should learn how to be responsible.

Nickie: But that's work.

Alex: How can someone be so lazy? It was easy homework.

Derek: Excuse me bro but can I ask you something? Did you finish your homework?

Alex: Umm...

Derek: Exactly! Even though I didn't do it either.

Then we all burst out laughing till we reached the school.

While walking we saw a bunch of 18 year olds doing some graffiti on the wall. They were trying to draw a clown which was the symbol of the strongest gang in the city. After we were farther away from them we started talking again.

Nickie: That clown looked horrible! I could do better than that.

Alex: Anyone can draw better than that!

Derek: Yeah we know you can MS. Master Artist.

Jean: Nice one Derek.

Mason: why don't you go paint the Mona Lisa while you're at it.

Nickie: You guys are mean.

Derek: I'm sorry.

Nickie: It's OK. It was kinda funny.

Jean: Great we finally made it to jail.

There was a huge gate surrounding this very colorful building. All the colors were to distract parents from the fact that this was one of the worst schools in the neighborhood. The gate was too big to climb over. And even if you somehow managed to climb that fence it was no use. The security guards would be waiting for you on the other side.

Despite it's beautiful colors outside the inside was all grey. Even the light were a shade of grey. All the classrooms had two guards standing outside the door. And the doors were usually locked. So there was no escape. Even if you asked to go to the bathroom one of the guards will follow you. So it is pretty much prison for kids.

Also the teachers didn't care for their students. They know what we go through at home. They know the evil that lurks in the shadows. Not even the guidance counselor would care. That's her job for Pete's sake.

Want to know why. Because they don't have faith in us. They know what will await US in the future. They know that we will just become gang members and live that horrible life. They don't care about our dreams. So if they don't care about them we don't care about our future either.

The day went on like any another day. After lunch when it was time to go outside if you weren't careful in reecess you could literally die. More than half of the school is full of bullies. If you are a nerd you are dead. If you are not a nerd if you don't get in their way they won't bother you. That's how this jungle works. It's survival of the fittest. Everyman for themselves and other things people say that mean that same thing..