*On the Road
while on the road i listened to my music on my phone, i was listening to my music i made a few weeks back before school started.
Yea i write music and rap them in a little studio in San Francisco called, "Rapt studio SF". it's a pretty tight and legit place. Music is something that has been apart of me for a long time. wheni write and sing these lyrics out i feel like i'm just plotting my thoughts down on the paper to relax my mind. everythingi sing about is real life, it's a real life thing. buti love the fact that my music is being heard, you know.
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mean while i was in a deep sleep and was being awaken by a tap on my shoulder.
"well we made it ryan wake up." says my dad taping me on my shoulder.
i wake up looking up noticing we've made it to our destination. looking at the house it was big and was light pink and the roof what brown. it had big wide windows and a nice yard. admiringthiss house i thought it was soo beautiful, i just couldn't believe my eyes.
"take a picture it'll last longer haha" my dad says cutting me off from my thoughts.
"well lets go, you get your things i'll ring the doorbell." says my dad while getting out the car.
he opens the trunk for me to get my things, i opened the truck and got my things then closed it.
i walked up to the door with my dad and soon the door opened, revealing a tall guy he looked like he was about my age, he had glasses and was an inch taller than me, he looked so nerdy well in my prospective i'd say.
"hello uncle Louis, it's been awhile" the nerdy looking boy said while giving him a hug.
"yea i know it sure has Andy long time no see haha, this is Ryan your cousin" my dad says greeting me along.
"ohhokaywassup Ryan, i haven't seen you in sometime either it's awesome to finally see you again." the kid says greeting me with a bro hug.
"come on in, my dad is in the kitchen fixing hamburgers and fries if you guys are hungry" the kid said stepping aside for us to come in.
When I stepped in into the house I couldn't believe my eyes, the ceilings were very high there were very wide open windows high above the backyard windows and the stairs were on the right side right when you enter the house. This is what I call a rich people home.
My parents can't afford this, I bet not even near their price.
"No thank you I'm fine, I just came to talk to your father about some things" my dad says not trying to give out the info.
" Okay, no problem ill go get him for you" the kid says, walking off into what I guess was the kitchen.
Soon walks in a tall guy with a hat on, I've got to say that kid looked just like him, the guy walked in greeting my dad with a hug.
¨Why don't you guys come on in making ourselves comfortable, I made burgers if anyone is hungry. i know you guys had a long drive¨
¨oh thanks a lot, but i'm not hungry i just wanted to let you know that Ryan is going to stay here for awhile until he can handle having many privileges. *clears throat* ¨And i'll discuss that with you a little bit later but for now i need you to take ryan and let him stay here until he is 18 so that he can get his self together. I cant deal with him anymore he needs to be out of my house with all of the problems he caused.¨
¨oh no prob bruh i got you just let me take care of him he'll be fine there is a room upstairs that he will own it has a tv and a game system up there, it pretty chill no worries. *smiles* says Andy
¨alright well i got to go son behave yourself¨ says dad
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Falling Hard
General FictionI never focused on the meaning of truly living. It was always about money, drugs, sex, and lust. Church always seemed like a waste of time, I wasn't very friendly, always talking about people and judging them. My parents treated me like I was a kid...
