I've always wondered what life would be like outside the hood. You know, the type of lives they show on the big screen; the glitz, the glam, the fame. Hollywood makes it look so real, as if anyone can live that type of lifestyle. I'm here to tell yo...
It's 3 a.m. and i'm up as if i dont have school in three hours. Sophomore year has really been a living hell and semester two just started. We have only 6 more months left, and i'm trying to make the best of it. Ive been up all night studying for this algebra exam. No matter how much i study, i can never pass those stupid Monday Assessments. Sometimes i feel like Mrs. Johnson is out to get us. Its like she makes those test completely impossible for anybody to pass.
I can never force myself to sleep when i worry about tests. My mom said its some sort of anxiety, i just think its plain ole bs. Why should i have to sacrifice my sleep worrying about a test, that i know im going to fail? Its like my brain does flips in my head while my mind is too busy running a marathon.
I started to get frustrated and threw my notes across my room. As a multitude of thoughts ran through my head, i decided to text Raheem. Raheem is my senior boyfriend and captain of the varsity football team at Bridgeway. He's tall, light complexion, and has the best set of white teeth i've ever seen.
"Hey you up?"
"Yeah, was gud."
"I'm so bored & i'm attempting to study for Mrs.Johson's test. Anyway, wyd?"
"Nun chillin. I've been thinkin about what ima do after high school."
Raheem is a very intelligent boy, but he'd rather rip and run the streets than move away to a better life. But then again, who am I to judge? It's hard to make it out the hood. Raheem is the provider for his family. His dad left him and his brother with their mom when he was 13 years old. He hated to see his mom struggle. After that, Raheem felt like he had no choice but to sell drugs to do for his family; something every boy in the south side decided they wanted to do. He doesn't know whether he wants to go to college after high school, or continue running these streets.
"Well...hopefully you've been thinkin bout the right stuff."
"I'm tryin Brooke. You know i dont want to leave mom & Ray out here on their own."
"Raheem, you've been providing for them since you were 13, i think it's time you provide for yourself."
"Man, what you mean? I am providing for myself. You startin to really piss me off."
"I'm sorry Raheem, I just want to see you happy..."
I didn't get a response for the rest of the night. I truly want to see him happy. I love him with all my heart and I would hate to lose him to these streets.
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