I am not sitting
Facing the mirror not telling
you about your brown eyes
when now I realized they
are brown
Friday, March 12, 2010
Monday, March 8, 2010
Ray was fifteen years old
Ray was fifteen years old
Written by
Daniel Williams
Ray was fifteen years old. Ray Johnson lives on Winter Street in Fort Wayne, Indiana. Ray met Deon and he was sitting on the porch. Deon Brooks was thirty eight years old and was born in Chicago, Illinois (raised in Fort Wayne) Deon lived on Reed Street. Deon was smoking a Newport short.
"How you doing, Ray?" asked Deon.
"I'm doing well," said Ray.
"You still writing books?" asked Deon.
"Yes," said Ray.
Deon left his cigarettes and lighters. Ray got his cigarettes and lighters. Deon sat down a light a cigarette. Ray went to his room. He looked at the cassettes and clothes. Ray went to the closet. Ray wore a black t-shirt, brown shorts, and black running shoes. I went to get something. The door bell rings. Deon asked if Deon was home. Ray told him no. Ray goes clean up. Ray was watching television and finishes his chicken.
Deon came home with his brown shirt, blue jeans and white Nike Air Force one high tops. He smoked Newport 100s.
“What’s going on?” asked Ray.
“Nothing much, you?” asked Deon.
“I was watching TV,” said Ray.
“I am going to take a shower, and if you anyone calls while I'm in the shower, call me,” said Deon.
“Randy call for you,” said Ray.
“What he wanted with me?' said Deon.
“He came by the house,” said Ray.
“Okay,” said Deon.
“I am going to the library,” said Ray.
“I'll take you there,” said Deon.
Deon drove Ray to the Pontiac Library.
Deon took a hot bath. Deon had a blue Blackberry and use Face book. Deon's phone buzzes while he was in the shower. Deon wraps his towel and answer his phone.
“Hello, my nigga?” asked Deon.
“Hey, Deon how are you?” asked Randy.
“You came over today?” asked Deon.
“Yes, sir,” said Randy.
“I want to change my phone and get that I Phone from you for 150,” said Deon.
“I will be over in 15 and get you that phone,” said Randy.
“Alright, one,” said Deon.
Deon dressed a Flannel blue shirt, blue coogi jeans and white and grey Nike Air Max 90 Boot. Deon did not want to trade his phone. Ray's father picks him up from the library. Randy came over Deon's house. Randy had his I Phone but learn it.
“Thanks, man,” said Deon.
Deon check his Face book status for the day. Deon got his blackberry.
Written by
Daniel Williams
Ray was fifteen years old. Ray Johnson lives on Winter Street in Fort Wayne, Indiana. Ray met Deon and he was sitting on the porch. Deon Brooks was thirty eight years old and was born in Chicago, Illinois (raised in Fort Wayne) Deon lived on Reed Street. Deon was smoking a Newport short.
"How you doing, Ray?" asked Deon.
"I'm doing well," said Ray.
"You still writing books?" asked Deon.
"Yes," said Ray.
Deon left his cigarettes and lighters. Ray got his cigarettes and lighters. Deon sat down a light a cigarette. Ray went to his room. He looked at the cassettes and clothes. Ray went to the closet. Ray wore a black t-shirt, brown shorts, and black running shoes. I went to get something. The door bell rings. Deon asked if Deon was home. Ray told him no. Ray goes clean up. Ray was watching television and finishes his chicken.
Deon came home with his brown shirt, blue jeans and white Nike Air Force one high tops. He smoked Newport 100s.
“What’s going on?” asked Ray.
“Nothing much, you?” asked Deon.
“I was watching TV,” said Ray.
“I am going to take a shower, and if you anyone calls while I'm in the shower, call me,” said Deon.
“Randy call for you,” said Ray.
“What he wanted with me?' said Deon.
“He came by the house,” said Ray.
“Okay,” said Deon.
“I am going to the library,” said Ray.
“I'll take you there,” said Deon.
Deon drove Ray to the Pontiac Library.
Deon took a hot bath. Deon had a blue Blackberry and use Face book. Deon's phone buzzes while he was in the shower. Deon wraps his towel and answer his phone.
“Hello, my nigga?” asked Deon.
“Hey, Deon how are you?” asked Randy.
“You came over today?” asked Deon.
“Yes, sir,” said Randy.
“I want to change my phone and get that I Phone from you for 150,” said Deon.
“I will be over in 15 and get you that phone,” said Randy.
“Alright, one,” said Deon.
Deon dressed a Flannel blue shirt, blue coogi jeans and white and grey Nike Air Max 90 Boot. Deon did not want to trade his phone. Ray's father picks him up from the library. Randy came over Deon's house. Randy had his I Phone but learn it.
“Thanks, man,” said Deon.
Deon check his Face book status for the day. Deon got his blackberry.
Don't Want to Let Go
Its Tuesday and it's snowing heavy outside and I could feel something wrong. I went outside to shovel the snow and feel my life was over. Damon got his coat, hat, mittens, work pants and boots. He shovel the 2 to 4 feet snow just to give him something to do. Damon has been thinking about his grandfather. Damon looked around as cars pass him. After Damon was done, Damon went to the back porch and stomp the cans. Damon's nose was running and he also had to make a path from the walk way to the garbage can.
Damon's mom received a call and shock her. Maybe Damon did not know what it was about. It was so cold. Damon's mom told him that his grandfather passed away. Damon was devastated and it was eating at him. Damon went to his room and sat down on his bed with tears in his eyes. On top of that, his grandfather's funeral was Saturday.
The next morning, Damon got on his knees and ask to watch over his father. His grandfather is everything to him. Damon heard his mom screaming on the phone.
"Why did you tell me he died!" asked his mother.
"Because we were doing it on purpose." said the recipient
"You bitch," said his mom.
She slam the phone down.
"Damon, I am sorry about what happen,' said his mom.
"It's okay and you don't have to blame yourself," said Damon.
Damon slept for hours because he need it. He was so drained and was at his last rope. His grades in school is bad. He had 2 F's and was sliding by. He wanted to miss school so he could take time to reflect.
Damon's mom received a call and shock her. Maybe Damon did not know what it was about. It was so cold. Damon's mom told him that his grandfather passed away. Damon was devastated and it was eating at him. Damon went to his room and sat down on his bed with tears in his eyes. On top of that, his grandfather's funeral was Saturday.
The next morning, Damon got on his knees and ask to watch over his father. His grandfather is everything to him. Damon heard his mom screaming on the phone.
"Why did you tell me he died!" asked his mother.
"Because we were doing it on purpose." said the recipient
"You bitch," said his mom.
She slam the phone down.
"Damon, I am sorry about what happen,' said his mom.
"It's okay and you don't have to blame yourself," said Damon.
Damon slept for hours because he need it. He was so drained and was at his last rope. His grades in school is bad. He had 2 F's and was sliding by. He wanted to miss school so he could take time to reflect.
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