Hey guys this is my first book, I wanted to try something new and have something to do in my spare time. This story is kind of based off something in my life, it's really personal so please don't steal my story and Thanks for reading.
Aron
"Aron get up" my daddy yelled "I'm up" I said laying my head back on the pillow. "Man get up now" he said getting loud and irritate."alright I'm up" I said getting up off the bed."man if you late to school I ain't dropping you off" he said
I walked in the bathroom and slammed the door behind me. I looked in the mirror my yellow skin. My green/grey eyes still looked tired. I'm 6'' even and I have broad shoulder and a muscular build. My hair is cut low in my waves are perfect, I made sure I kept up with my brush. I took care of my business and walked back in my room. I live in the basement of my grandma's house.
Me and my dad have been struggling to make ends meet since his last wife left him and took half our stuff with her. My mother has never really been there for me, she would only come around to ask for money so she could get high.
You name the drug, she probably already did it. On mothers day I don't really celebrate, I give my grandma a card and call it a day. Sometimes people in this house be pissing me off. I'm the youngest out of all my cousins and none of my cousins want to be bothered with me so I don't want to be bothered with them.
I walk to my homemade closet and pull out my only pair of robin jeans and a black and white Polo shirt my oldest cousin bought me on Christmas for watching her son while she went out with her sugar daddy. I grabbed my backpack off my chair and headed upstairs. I walked through the kitchen and grabbed an apple and proceeded out the door to my bus stop. Half way there I notice that my GalaxyS⁴ wasn't in my pocket I ran back home grabbed my phone off my nightstand and hit it to the bus stop. I got there just in time cause the bus doors was just closing when I ran through the doors. running 3 blocks straight takes a toll on a nigga cause I was hella tired. With my bus stop being the first one I had the first pick of where to sit. I went straight to the back put my headphones in and laid my head on the window.
It was my first day at Westport High and with me being a Sophomore and not knowing anybody but my cousin Dasha didn't help but to be totally honest I'm just numb I don't feel anything.
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