The bridge

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"You have to see a judge to decide, since this isn't your first offense" the cop just looks at me like he sees kids like me every fucking day and says the same thing to each of them. "Come on Jesie lets get you home" home what is that, nowhere near her. I put on the fakest smile and say "k mum". I walk silently out off the police station waiting for whats going to happen when we get home. Abigail had a ancient Cadillac that needed a new muffler, interior, and radio. Worst of all the radio, its a pain to sit in silence for twenty minutes with that women. She doesn't try to start a conversation she just stares. The car comes to a stop at a red light, slowly i open my door. "Im walking home the rest of the way" she looks at me and says "ok kid suite yourself". After she turns the corner I turn on my heal and run. I don't stop running till i reach the bridge. It's a calming site to see, everywhere else I always feel on edge here I know what im dealing with. My bestfriend ryan comes running up to me he's 16, been here since he was 11. Ryan was the one who showed me the magic of fighting, showed me how to defend myself then i got good at it. "Hey, Devin's here says he wants to see a fight". See whats fucked up is people who have money come down here to see kids fight, maybe if their lucky find a prostitute. I'm one of the main fighters. This is how it works they choose who fights who, we never get a choice. "He says he wants you to fight Carlos, if you win you get 100. And some weed". His eyes were shining like a kid saw candy for the first time. Ryan gets high alot, thats probably why he lives on the streets, but he has his reasons. I personally don't do anything but drink occasionally. When ever I get weed i sell it to ryan."I'll do it" he looks at me and kisses my check "yes".

My apologies its so fucking short but i have some tests to do tomorrow and studying is needed.

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