once there was a boy named deon he was born on may 22, 1990 he was born into a not so wealthy family. he lived with his mom dad grandma and uncle. they lived in a nice neighborhood. then when deon turned 3 his mom had his little sister Monica. when his sister was born all the attention went to her and deon thought his only friend was his uncle and dog. so every morning at 5:00 am him and his uncle would get on the train and just spend all day with each other. then they would kome home and enjoy the rest of the day. when deon had went to school he was not the best kid in school but he was the smartest and fastest and sexxiest kid there. when he kame home his uncle had a water jug full of june bugs. then they let them go together and tell them see them tomorrow.
The next day was his little sister Monica birthday she was turning 3 and so my mom decided to wait till her birthday to celebrate Monica birthday but little did they know that day would be the worst day of their life.
That day deons uncle asked to use the car to get some money to buy them a gift my mom said no kus she had a bad feeling but my grandma said let him use it so after he kame from the bank he had got shot by one of his friends.
the next day his dad was going to church and saw a car that looked exactly like his wife's car. After church the car surrounded by cop cars. He went to the car and said it was his wife's car so the police men asked to identify the body and it was his brother in law. He quickly called his wife and his wife told everyone and then went to see his body slumped over in the car.
A month later was his funeral and at that time deon did realize wat was happening just thought it was party for his uncle.
