Just Hang On

Chapter Two

        I was going to school after the long weekend of Martin Luther King Jr. Every morning as I left the neighborhood I looked at the ever so empty spot that my house once stood. That was the only bad thing about my aunt and and uncle remaining in the same neighborhood of which my parents died. That one bad reason for staying in the neighborhood is so small compared to the good things. I have friends and family in the neighborhood, I get to remain at the same school, and I remain at my church. 

        Those three things are very significant to me. At first I had second thoughts about remaining in school, but the bullies turned nice, my friends helped me through alot, and the school board allows me to bring Murphy to school and come and go as freely as I want.

        I was awakened from my thoughts by my five year old cousin, Knox signing in a horribly loud, off-pitch voice "Jesus Loves Me." After the fourth verse, my three year old cousin, Greer, yelled, "STOP IT KNOX!!!"

        McRaye chimmed in," Ya, Knox." With a look of defeat on his face he crossed his arms and stuck his tongue out as far as it would go. 

        "Everybody be nice," my Aunt said with a threating look on her face. I went back to keeping myself preoccupied with my thoughts until we reached school.