I close the notebook , and put my head down." Class is almost over , please remember to write in your journals. I must receive three entry's from you for Friday , Saturday , and Sunday." Miss Jamieson said.
Ringg Ringgg...
"Class is dismissed ," she said then turning to me , " Jayceon please stay after class!" I knew it was coming ; it seems like after every class everyday she wants me to stay over to talk. By far I'm her favorite student because I actually try , but little does she know I'm a different person outside of her classroom. "Jay I really want to see your perspective of life , so please go into detail." She said while patting me on the shoulder. "No disrespect , but you told me this yesterday . I have to get home." I said while picking my backpack up walking towards the door." Alright but promise. You know I expect the most out of you ,so don't let me down." "Yes ma'am." I walked out of the class making my way to my locker. "Damn Jay! What took yo' ass so long?" "Nigga its only 3:05 and Tas shut up!" I said while laughing. "Man Boss man called ready paged me." Tas replied. Pause see we live in the hood ,and we're poor. I'm not scared to say it ; we're just starting out. And that's what boss man gave us. A 15 year old not having a phone? Different righty? I have a food stamp phone other than that NADA. Now Miss Jamieson I'm giving you another chance to back out because the stuff I'm gonna tell you could get me locked up. Once again if you choose to read on I'm not responsible for the consequences that may happen to you if you snitch. I didn't expect for the night to go the way it did , so don't be scared I made it back in one piece.
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Misterio / Suspensoto find out the daily struggles of being out in the streets just trying to find a way to eat.