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Written By:
Daniel Williams
It all started when Percy Brooks was born in Fort Wayne, Indiana on May 2, 1978. He lived in a rough neighborhood and it became hard. His parents have been marriaged for a long time. His parent's name are Joan and Brian Brooks. Percy lives with his father, but never knew his mother, and she's around but she did not stay with them.
Percy was a beautiful baby. He had curl hair when he was born. His parents had a good relationship but his mother left him and her husband. Percy used to visit his mother often but mostly lived with his father. He loved his mother and wanted for her to come home.
Brian Brooks is forty three years old, has dark skin and he wears glasses. He also sells incenses and his son, Percy helps him and takes Percy sometimes. For awhile, his dad took a break and been at home. Brian Brooks like to wear color summer shirts and shorts around his house and leaves his shirt open. Brian likes to wear sandals.
Joan Brooks is thirty-three years old. She has a complexion brown skin, and dark, black short hair. Joan never worked in her life but was employed. She still cared for her son but needed to have her own place. She visits her son often.
One day, Percy's father came here from selling incenses and wanted to relax with a Newports. He opens his shirt; Brian had a big belly and it was small. He was standing up with his shirt open, opened his Newports 100s, pop the cigarette to his mouth and lit up. Percy was on the couch watching television. Next, Brian told Percy to go with him to store.
"Boy, let's go to the store," said Brian.
"Okay," said Percy.
Brian locked the door and took Percy to the store. They went to get candies and pop. They paid for their stuff and came back home. They went inside and got settled. Brian stood up and lit a Newports. He had the cigarette hanging from his mouth. Brian went to Percy's room and set on one side of the bed.

Don't Be Shy

Don't Be Shy!
Written by Daniel Williams
David knew his friends were tripping about this girl in his class. Monica gets straight A's in school. But believe this or not, she likes David but don't know it yet.
"Boy, Monica must be a freak," David's friend James said.
"Come on, if you get to know her, she's not that bad," said David.
All the kids ran outside for home. David stayed with Monica and talk to her. Monica did not mind what David's friend said about her.
"I thought you might get offend about what my friend James said," mentioned David.
"About what?" asked Monica.
"They may think you are a freak."
Monica never thought bad or the worst about her.
David agreed with Monica.
Later that night, David told his parents all who Monica was and how his boys said negative things about her.
"She must be very nice son," said David's dad.
"Can I invite her over to meet you guys?" asked David.
"Oh, sure honey," said David's mom.
During dinner, all the family ate chicken, salad, mashed potatoes, corn, rice, and beans. After dinner, David helped his father with the dishes and talked some more about Monica.
"This Monica girl, son is your friend," said his dad.
"Yeah," said David.
David keeps talking to his dad.
"My friends feel she is a freak but they need to grow up."
"Son, you have to reason with them."
David took his dad's advice and his friends listen.
"We will get along just fine," said James.
"James, what you doing?" asked David.
James got over to Monica.
"Yes?" asked Monica.
"I'm sorry."
So how, James did apologize and David's friends.
"That's sweet, guys," said Monica.
Monica came over to David's desk.
"You know I seen you not be so shy!" excited David.
"Yeah, you get straight A's in math?" asked Joe, David's friend.
All David's friends crowded around Monica.
"Yes, guys; it's true. But David I like to meet you parents," said Monica.
The doorbell rings. Monica was at the door. Monica comes inside the door.
"Nice to meet you," said David's parents' said.

The Pen Never Stops

The pen never stopped me

I had no writer's block

The clock never stopped my creative flow

The paper was getting longer

The pen flowed blue ink but I had no blues

The clock got over no time for me to finish

My poem When I Speak

This is my poem I've been working on today at the fine arts class. I am open to any feedback and honest criticism towards my poem. My poem should be long and please give me comment on this poem, so I can fix the poem up.
Enjoy!

When I speak about what I see

The color of the wall is red

When I speak about my poem

It is about my life

When I speak about movements

My feet glides me over the stage

When I speak about dancing

It makes me laugh all the time

When I speak out my words

Daniel Williams is done speaking

When I Speak

When I speak about what I see

The color of the wall is red

When I speak about my poem

It is about my life

When I speak about movements

My feet glides me over the stage

When I speak about dancing

It makes me laugh all the time

When I speak out my words

Daniel Williams is done speaking

The Life

The Life Daniel Williams
The life is soon approaching
You never know if life is over
The life is far too gone
When will the moment pass
Life is done
Life is too soon