Escaping Hell

Got To Have Her

Keith POV

I wake up to my alarm, today is the first day of school. Its my sophmore year in that hell whole. Im thinking bout dropping out but i want to make my momma proud. Well, not my birther but the lady that took me in, Mrs. Addie Page. She saw when my mom tried to trade me for crack and took me in. Thats my heart right there. And just so yall know, shes black. I guess thats where i get my soul from, ive been with her since i was 3 months old.

Oh let me introduce my tasty white chocolate self. My name is Kieth Williams I turned 16 yesterday. Im tall as shot, im 6'3. I have hazel eyes and brown hair. I have hella tattoos and last but not least im fine as hell. I live in a small two bedroom apartment with my momma in the Mosbey Court project complex. It was hard at first coming up in the ghetto being white but I showed people that i dont play and now they see me as one of their own. Me and momma are struggling and have been since i can remeber but i dont mind, im used to it. Its better than living on the streets. Nut ive been bringing money home from selling dope. I couldnt find a real job, them niggas wont hiring so i had to do what i had to do. momma dont know, and if she did she would kill me, she dont play that. But im ust tred of seeing her struggle, i want to spoil her for all the thongs she has done for me. I love her som much, she didnt have to help me ut she did and i want to thank her for that. I plan on getting us out of here, getting her a house and a car, its the least i can do.

I roll out of bed and brush my teeth, then get in the shower, i turn on the water and its mad cold, i guess momma couldnt afford to pay the bill. Ima give her some money today to cover it. I get in the shower for 15 minutes, im used to cold showers its not that bad like people think. I get out and lotion up my body with baby lotion, i put on some old light blue faded jeans and a white t shirt that says dope in gold letters, i put on my air-force 1's that are old but still look fresh, then i put on my fake diamond ear rings and head down the hall to mama's room. I nock on her door, i didnt get a reply so i just go in. She still sleep so i kiss her on her forhead and write her a quick note telling her i left for school and love her. I go to the kitchen and see if we have anything to eat, i see we have a little nit of cereal left so i save it for my momma. I get my keys and leave the house, i walk to the bus stop. Its still dark outside because its 6:30 in the morning, i watch my srrounding to see if anyone tries to sneak up on me. Like 5 minutes later more kids start to come to the bus stop. I see my day one nigga Messiah walk up, i give him some dap and we continue to wait for the bus. The bus finally comes and i get on and go to the back a sti down a take my sexy self to sleep.

Brandy POV

Im waken up by my drunk uncle slapping me on my face, i jump up.

Joe(uncle)-"Get your ass up and get ready for school"

I dont respond I just get off the couch and walk to the bathroom to get ready. Let me introduce myself. My name is Brandy Evens, im from Jamaica i moved here in the middle of last school year. Moved to New York because my parents died, they were in the drug game and very high up in Jamaica. My dad new that a war was coming between the gangs so he sent me to new york to live with my mothers brother, Right after i left the men eho had a hit out on my farthers head killed my parents. My papa didnt know that my uncle was abusive he thought it would be safe for me. I miss jamaica but i know if i go back then i wll be killed. Well anyway back to me. Im 5'1 short i know, im dark skinned, thick "thank you mama", i have brown eyes and shoulder length hair, I live in a one bedroom apartment. No i dont live inn the projects but i still live in the ghetto.

I take a 15 ,inute shower and the put on a old aeropostale hoodie and some old skinny jeans. They are faded and have a whole in them but people think they were made like that. Little do they know i got them from good wll. When i was in Jamaica i had so many clothes that were designer but i couldnt take them with me, i didnt have time. I wasnt spoiled or anything my parents made sure that i knew the value of a dollar and worked for everything i had. I goin the bthroom and brush my teeth and comb my hair down. I put on some pearl earrings and grab my bookbag. I go in the living room to see my uncle drunk and passed out on the couch. I go and grab a poptart and leave. I slam the door mad hard just to irk him. I hear him yell i laugh and run down the stair of the apartment building. I walk to my bestfriend Asia's house. I hate that school is so early because its still dark out and i have to walk to school. Its creepers out here and shit i wish someone would try something. I always carry a pocket kife on me, im nt afraid to cut a nigga. When i get to her building i text her and tell her to come downstairs. Her apartment biulding is messed uo, the buzzer thing that you press to tell them to come down dont work.