London's Life

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"London, can you get the trash?" London heard his father yelled from the living room. London got up from his bed and slipped on his black vans. He headed down the stairs. He could smell a thick aroma of weed and alcohol filling the bottom floor of the two story apartment. London was used to the smell, his father had been a addict for 7 years. His parents divorce was because of that, and now since his mother died a year ago, he was forced to live with his father. "Also!while your at it, could you get me a beer?" His father said. "Fine" London mumbled. He went to the fridge, which mostly consisted of the normal things and beer. He took a beer and set it on the coffee table, which his dad took and opened it up and started chugging it. London went over to the trash can and took out the small trash bag then slung it over his shoulder. When London opened the door, he was met with a misty, dull, morning. At least today isn't a complete waste he thought as he headed to the dumpster. In his neighborhood, there was a large local dumpster that everyone in that neighborhood would use. He started his way over towards it. He threw his trash into it but before he turned around, he heard "Oh hey little Brit, come here to find your tea?" This voice belonged to none other than the bully of the neighborhood , Jagger Knox.

 He threw his trash into it but before he turned around, he heard "Oh hey little Brit, come here to find your tea?" This voice belonged to none other than the bully of the neighborhood , Jagger Knox

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