When Izzy Woke up he felt so different everything was bright, and he swore he kept seeing cats doing the Macarena.
"Where the hell am I?" he asked himself.
He saw a young girl standing at the bus stop that was a few feet away but looked like a hundred to Izzy because he was tripped out of his mind.
"Yo Son you know where I am?" Izzy asked the girl.
"How the hell you don't know where you are! Stupid ass!"
The girl snapped at Izzy. Izzy for some reason got angry, probably from the drug that was laced in the weed that the white boy gave him and charged the young girl. She fell down and got back up and started running off screaming.
"Brooklyn's not that big I'm gonna find out where you live bitch and my brother is going to shoot you." Izzy ignored the hood rat and went on his way.
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Roman pour Adolescents17 year old Isaac drinks, pops pills ,and smokes weed. A lot of it. So when he takes a hit of a blunt you'd think he'd just be normal, high but okay. Not the case for Izzy. He stays out all night and turns up. Then has to deal with raising his two y...
