Nerd Meets The Poor

The Poor One

The Poor One

"Jacob Jacob Wake Up " I groaned hearing my mother voice I pulled the cover over my face .

"Jacob you have to wake up you have school " I hated school I hated it I didn't listen to my mom I really didn't want to go .

"JACOB PEREZ GET UP NOW " my mother screamed and it made me frustrated

" I DON'T WANT TO GET UP LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE" I screamed and then I just realized what I did . But my mom knew I had these problems in the mourning she already knew and knew how sorry I am .

I got off of the blow up mattress I slept on I lived in a one bedroom with my mother all we could afford were one bed which I let her have she didn't deserve to sleep on a blow up mattress . She works so hard for me and I treat her like shit I grabbed my white shirt , black sweats , and my dirty white converses . I had to repeat outfits because my mother couldn't afford for me to have new clothes . I brushed my teeth and took a shower washing my overgrown hair the last time I cut it I was in the 8th grade the year my life became hell I grabbed my book bag and went to the kitchen

"Jacob are you hungry ?" My mother asked

"No I'm not hungry " i mumbled

"Jacob are you sure ?" She was always concerned

"Look I'm not Fucking Hungry !" I screamed and I grabbed a bottle of water and went to the bus stop

"JACOB JACOB !" I turned around and my mother quickly rushed over to me

And gave me my pills and a apple

"Thanks " I mumbled

"You better eat that apple " my mom said kissing my head and the bus came right on time I got on the bus and took the pill this is my life I live in Compton California . I raised without a father because he didn't want to be apart of my life he's a fucking jackass if I ever got in contact I would curse him out my mother and I are suffering . I drug deal to make extra money from the shitty job that I have at McDonalds Compton is a scary place I've seen more bodies then a commentary and I'm only 17 it's sad that no one help the people that are killed but that's life . If you snitched you were guaranteed death because deaths here happened because of the gangs and most likely they know you , I ended up eating the apple and I regretted it because I could've ate it at lunch . Everyone wants cars , clothes , hoes , niggas but all i wanted was to have a stable home and food and clothes . I got off the bus and walked 5 long blocks to hell that's what I call my school I walked into school and went to the lockers

"Where's my money Perez?" I heard The devil himself ask

"I don't have your money Ray " I said shutting my locker

"Don't call me Ray its Rayan to you " Rayan said pulling my hair

And I screamed in pain

"Where's my money Perez ?" Rayan asked again

"I DON'T HAVE YOUR FUCKING MONEY !" I screamed and my head was banged into the locker and I groaned in pain

"Don't yell me " Rayan said slamming head onto the locker again

"What's the matter your poor ass mother didn't teach you manners ?" Daniel said and I charged at him punching him and I was quickly

Pulled off by Ray & Chresantho . There was a crowd full of students and Chresantho and Ray begin to jump me punching me in my eye and my stomach I screamed for help but nobody helped the poor one or the 'Target' they kicked me and spit on me

"Mr.Sanders is coming !" Someone yelled

"You got lucky Perez " Daniel said and all of them spit on me leaving the bell rung I couldn't see anything my eyes were swollen shut , my lips were bleeding and so was nose which hurt do bad .

I sat my knees up and leaned against the locker and I cried , I cried because

I didn't deserve this all I wanted was a better life ...

I'm the poor one

Edited & Published April 14 , 2014

I hope this version is better shout out to @RayRayNicki for giving me advice thank you so much you truly helped me . If there's errors sorry I'm rushing