Alicia Magana
One upon the time there was a
little boy who wants to find out how to reach a star .one day he wake up early
morning to look at the sky .he saw the
sky cover of shine stars and he said of then one day is going to be my. He send
a balloon to touch the sky and he got sad because the balloon do not fly that
far. He said to himself I am to try tomorrow morning something else. He when to
the library to find out books of how to find an object that will make his dream
come true. When he went to do his
research he found this most very rare but most beautiful watch. However, this wasn’t
your ordinary watch. All it said in the book was that this watch was very rare
but yet very powerful. He couldn’t and he wouldn’t stop until he found this
very rare and powerful watch. He than began researching where you could find
this most rare and powerful watch. The book was very vague, but it said you
could find it down south. When they went to find the book they realized that
they were on an adventure and decided to record it. While filming their journey
they realized that they have found the place what they want to see before they
came here. They did not know how closed is that location. It is very small
world. We always look for very fun places to travel to but in this case we
found the one place we really wanted to travel to. Suddenly when we got there
we were reserved in a hotel. Cockroaches were the first thing in sight ,
fucking cockroaches. I bet you there was a bed bug or two mixed in, that’s okay,
that’s cool ill just sleep in the car and be a beach bumb. There’s no way I could
smell that bad if I rinse my pits in the ocean water. The salt would sterilize my
stink or something, right? Whatever it doesn’t matter I’m about ninety-nine percent
sure that I could find some sappy old man desperate for some kind of company
with a clean enough house willing to take me in. Tell him I like my flowers
edible. My pillows as fluffed as towels
and margaritas as sweet as stealing fake jewelry.
I deserved to be pampered and I definitely
needed a break from the monotony of my reality.
A vacation!!! That’s what I need
a vacation. Maybe I will book a
cruise. I will take a Caribbean cruise. I’ve always wanted to go. The bahahmas.
Cozumel. Those commericials make those places seem like true paradise and even
if it is only for a day and island, paradise doesn’t seem like the worst place
to spend considering my circumstances. Now all I had to do was figure out how
to get the money…. I could always sell my blood… maybe a kidney. Even my sister
if she had a price. I never liked her much anyway and seriously, I needed that
money. Maybe I’d sell dope on the streets like my old man did. That didn’t get
him much but a home in a coffin six feet under. I was better than that. I had
to figure out another way. Although I know id be better than him if I tried it.
I was always better than my old man. Even though he’d never admit it, he knew
deep down that I was destined for greatness and as long as he was on my side he
would benefit from it. I knew dealing drugs was dangerous but I had the perfect
plan and the perfect people to take the game over SON!. Once I get ki ki and Da-wanda
on the cellie I got this hold thing on
lock. You see all you got to do is listen to “Ten Crack Commandments” for my
homie Biggie> First you got remember never get high on your own supply or
was only get high on your own supply. Whichever, it don’t matter when you got
the playbook in hand. Next step gots to to get the bulldogs on to the house son
or my wifey gonna pitch a fit you feel me. As that was going on, both of my
homies were outside arguing about who’s a better baller Michael or Lebron?
Word, beeyotch, know what I mean and other vernacular of the urban variety.
This, of course, is scoped by many in the media and elsewhere as racially
coded, but let me assure you, this is a clean and tolerant and fully diverse
story welcoming all and sundry. Please, come in, sit down, make yourself at
home.
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