How the '2nd all' Started

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Darren POV
   We have been living in the projects for almost 6 months now. It feels like we're living in the ghettos like my book Milkweed. Anyways today is supposed to be my 12th birthday. I think I don't remember accurately but it's around today. Anyways what I really wanted was a movie about a man and a wife. Then the wife dies and all of his children except for one. Then the one that survived is different than the others. Then he gets stolen. Then he gets the help of a disabled woman with short term memory. I think it's called, Finding Nemo.
        "Darren! Mae! I have some news for you." Joanna called from her side of the project. I walked over there and met up with Joanna and Mae.
        "Why did you call us here Joanna?" Mae asked confused.
"Well it's about Marck."
"Is he out of jail!" I said excitedly.
"Well..."
"It's a birthday miracle!"
"No that's not it. Marck is... dead. He died of overdose."
Me and Mae stood there stunned.
"I told him to stop but he wouldn't wouldn't listen. I'm so sorry but we can still be the three of us. Right?"
Then I ran to the other side of the plantation.
Mae POV
Today is Darren's birthday? Marck is dead? How? I was about to say something but Darren just ran out of the side of the plantation. The way we did it is that we let Joanna have one half and we would have the other. The. I saw Joanna sink to the ground. Then a saw a tear drop from her face. i crouched down beside her.
"It will be ok." I whispered to her. "We will be alright. I'm gonna make sure Darren's ok." I gave her a tight hug and walked to Darren. I heard her gasp while I went to the other side. I smiled. Then I got to Darren. He was just sitting there.
"Darren?"
"Darren is dead. Please leave a message after the beep... BEEP!"
"Well I would like if you came back to life so we can talk."
"Fine but there's nothing to talk about.
"Yes there is."
"Fine just say what you wanna say."
"Ok so first of all, what would you like for your birthday?"
Darren POV

        "Well...the new Nicki Minaj album came out, it's called The Pink Population(I made that up). I really want the album and have a front row seat in her concert next week. It's in the Bronx.' i explained.

        "Well, we can't get theconcert tickets by next week, but we can get the album." She said trying to make me feel better. "How much is the album?"

        "31 dollars." I replied.

        "What the Hell?!!!" She yelled. I knew she was surprised because she usually doesn't say words like that.

        "Well, it's the delux, it came out 2 minutes and 17, 18, 19 seconds ago, and it had 43 songs on it." I explained.

        "Hold on let me go to Target." She said.

        30 minutes later

        She came running back and out of breath. "GET INSIDE NOW!!!!' She yelled. I did as she said.

        I looked out the window with 2 fat cops out of breath. then she quickly closed the shades. 'Did you steal that?" I asked. She had a smirk on her face.

        That is how the robbing banks started.

       

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