Kilo
"Kilo!! Get in here so you can get this shit!!" his mother had been tripping for almost an hour. Kilo, age 14 got up out of bed. Walking over to the door he opened it and walked out. "Yes ma, dang im sleep chill on me." He yelled. "I dont care about you being sleep. I work, im tired too!! I swear kids these days are not needed in this fucking world!!" She mumbled the last part to herself i think.
I got up on top of the counter and pulled my ear phones out my pocket. I plugged them into my phone and turned on some music.
I wish my life was more like music, that way i could just go with the flow.
I hopped off the counter and walked out of the kitchen and back into my room, making sure to close the door. I didnt feel like hearing her fuck a new nigga tonight. She did that every time her and her stupid ass boyfriend got into an argument bout some petty shit. Then she would tell him two weeks later while hes least expecting it...just to ruin his day. I love my mama but that bitch a hoe.
I layed down in my twin sized bed. I muffled my pillows together and turned my music up some more.
Sleep was my only escape out the life i live.
Dreak
I served one of the boys that walled up to me.
