Chapter (1) the trial
Holy shit!!! Last nights party was awesome. First of all I woke up to my alarm clock and realized I was so fucking late to school that I shouldn't even go. I got up and got out of bed walked over to my box under the piles of dirty cloths and grabbed it. Yes!! I still have some I thought to myself. I took the cigarillo and cut it opened and rolled a blunt. Hearing someone come up the stairs forced me to through everything back in the box and slide the box under the bed. Knock! Knock! Knock! It's open. Hey garret it's time to get up mom said. Man! It was only my stupid sister. I got the box back out and smoked the blunt. When I was done I put all my stuff back. I headed downstairs to find my mom yelling at me for being so late to the table. Once everybody was at the table we started to pray. I hate praying. I don't believe in god but my mother says I have to pray until I move out, fucking bitch!! All mom would talk about during breakfast was how I need to Start listening more And even though I was 17 I was still a little kid to her. Garret get the phone I heared from the other room. I walk into the living room to answer the phone. "Wassup" I said still sounding tired. "Aye bro u gotta come to school today Bryan and Ching and suppose to be fighting"! It was my best freind Chris !e and him had known each other since like 1st grade. Replying to his statement I say " bro for real iont even wanna leave the crib ". " come on garret I know u wanna see ching get his ass kicked y'all been beefin since like 3rd grade".
