Hey guys Izzy here! New story and I really love this one ! Please enjoy ? ゚リハ

P.S. I deleted the old story, I didn't have any more ideas for it... sorry! Don't be mad I'm sorry! I love you guys ?

Disclaimer: I don't own Boondocks.. unfortunately.. (sobs in the corner)

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Granddad: Mmm-hmm! You were havin' that dream where you made the white people riot, weren't you?

Huey: But I was telling the truth!

Granddad: How many times have I told you, you better not even dream about tellin' white folk the truth! You understand me? (walks away) Shoot! Makin' White people riot! You better learn how to lie like me! I'm gonna find me a white man and lie to him right now!

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Age- {Huey} 10; {Riley} 8

"Huey! Come downstairs! Momma said it's time to go!" My little brother, Riley yelled.

Today was my birthday. I finally turned 10. I didn't want much, all I wanted was to spend with my family. Mom and Dad were taking us out for ice-cream.

"Come on kiddo. Go in the car." Dad smiles.

I smiled back ready for family day.

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"So honey, how do you feel now that you 10?" Mom questions me.

I shrugged. "I still feel like me, nothing's changed mom."

"Now kiddo, this is a start of becoming a preteen and.. you know puberty." He laughed.

Mom gasp as Riley and I laughed with dad. "Erin! Stop ruining my boys minds!"

"Oh stop it Amelia. It's time for the boys to grow up. Before you know it they'll be 30 with kids and wives running around the house." Dad exclaimed.

Mom made a fake cry and pretend to pass out while we all laughed.

"Hahaha- ERIN WATCH OUT!" Mom screamed in fear.

Before you knew it a car collided with ours.

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I opened my eyes with a gleam of light shooting through. I looked around to see I was in a hospital and Riley on my left side.

He was hooked up the a bunch of things just like I was.

"Riley.." I whispered.

He moved a little and twitched his eyes. "Huey? What happened?"

"I don't know."

Just then I heard a yell.

"Their up! Their awake!" A mans voice said.

Granddad?

Doctors and nurses came in the check on us for hours. I was tired and ready to go home. But, where's mom and dad?

"Boys. Are you ok?" Granddad asks.

"I guess. What happened?" Riley replies.

Granddad's face started to come down from his happiness and turn into sorrow.

"Boys, I'm sorry."

I gave him a confused look. "For what?"

"You all were in a car accident. You both are okay, but-" he stops as tears rolled down his face.

"What about mom and dad?" Riley asks.

A knock came on the door as it open, Aunt Cookie appeared.

"Hey guys." She greeted.

"Aunt Cookie what happened to our parents?" I started to become angry as they avoided our question.

She sighed sadly. "You see boys. Your parents- your parents were hurt badly and they couldn't make it."

My mind froze in shock as Riley cried and screamed.

They're gone..

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At the funeral to our parents was all clouds and darkness.

As they buried them, it started to rain. Moments after the funeral, a woman and man appeared in front of us.

"I'm so sorry for your lost. You see our son- what he did was unforgettable- he shouldn't have been drinking while driving and we told him to stop this habit- I'm just so sorry for what he has done y'all.." the woman stated sadly.

"Now now, this wasn't your fault this was his-" Granddad started.

I grew angry. "Yeah his fault. But also kinda yours too. I mean instead of telling him to stop drinking, you could of get him some help. Maybe, that would've of prevented this from happening or for others to come with. I hope he rots in prison where he belongs."

Everyone started at me in shock.

"Huey!" Aunt Cookie said as I walked away from the after gathering.

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"Hey Hue."

I looked up to see Riley. "Hello."

He sat right next to as I was touched the water from the fountain.

"You know, you not the only one that's mad. Your not the only one that's upset."

"I know. I just- I feel alone."

He made a face. "Nigga. We both lost parents, Granddad lost his son and daughter in law, Aunt Cookie lost her only nephew and his wife. Come on nigga! Your not alone! We're right here during this!"

I smiled a little then scowled. "Your right. I'm sorry."

"Damn right I am. Never was there a time I was wrong."

"Actually there was those times.."

"Shuddup!"

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3 days later..

I sat down in the living room as I think of all the times I had all the my members of family in here. So, full and happy. But now, it's just empty and dull.

"Boy you ready to leave?" Granddad asked.

"In a minute."

He nods quietly and leaves the room.

As I heard the front door shut, I looked around the room, all I saw was my parents. We looked so happy, they looked so happy.

How did we end up like this? How did this happen? Why us?

"Huey! Huey! Over here!" A voice called.

I turned to see my mom.

"Mom?"

She smiled. "Huey don't be sad honey. God doesn't make mistakes. He did this for a reason. Maybe, where ever your gonna go, a bunch of opportunities will come before you. Don't take this experience for granted. I love you son and always will and tell Riley the same thing. Bye."

I close my eyes and shake my head in surprise. When I open them, I see nothing.

"Hue! You ready to go now?" Riley comes in and asks me.

I nod. "Yeah. I'm ready."

"Well come on then nigga."

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"Aww. Give Aunt Cookie a hug boys." Aunt Cookie whined as she dropped us off to the airport.

We gave her a hug and kiss on the cheek.

"Now you guys best on go. Y'all goin be late for ya flight now."

"Ok. Bye Aunt Cookie."

"Bye."

"Boys go inside, I'll be there in a minute." Granddad said.

We nodded and walked inside.

"What do you their talkin bout?"

"I have no idea." I said as we watched them talk and hug.

"Ok boys let's go now."

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'Welcome to Woodcrest'

"Man, granddad. Where the black niggas at?"

"Boy if you don't hush your mouth."

"All I'm saying is, all I see in sight are a bunch of white crackas." Riley said shrugging.

"Boy." Granddad warned.

"All right, all right. Just saying geez."

I rolled my eyes. As I looked around the neighborhood, I see nice houses, nice looking white people and peace. Never things you see in Chicago.

And it didn't want to be here. I mean I guess we're the only African Americans here.

"Hello there." a Lady speaks.

I turned to see a white woman, a black man (surprisingly), and a mixed little girl that looked my age.

"Hi! We're the Dubois'! Nice to meet you" the man said cheerily.

"Man if you don't getcho happy ass outa here." Riley replied.

"Boy shut the hell up!" Granddad smacked Riley in his head.

"Ouch! What I do?"

"Um. I made banana pudding! Just for you guys!" Mrs. Dubois said.

She lifted the top of the container as Riley made a face.

"Ew. Mrs. Dubois your banana pudding look like slime and yellow snow!"

"Goddammit boy! Apologize!"

"Um. That's ok. Really." Mrs. Dubois tried.

"No! Granddad look at it! That's is nasty! I'm not eatin it!"

"Boy you'll get it if I gotta shove it down your throat!"

"Um. No seriously it's ok." Mrs. Dubois tried again.

"I know what you tryna do! You tryna let her poison us for money! How could you!" He says then runs inside the house.

"Boy imma beat yo ass!"

After a few seconds, the couple just went in awkwardly. But the girl just sits there, staring at me.

"Um hi."

"Hii!" She yells.

"My names Jazmine Maya Dubois."

"Hi.. "

She tilted her head. "Aren't you gonna tell me your name?"

I sighed wishing she would leave me alone. "Names Huey."

"Oh"

"What are you?" I asked.

"What do you mean? I'm a girl."

I sighed once again. So innocent. "I mean, what's your race?"

"Oh, I'm white."

"You can't just be white dummy."

"Yes I can"

"No you can't"

"Yes"

"No"

"Yes"

"Yes"

"No.. wait!"

"See."

Well I mean my daddy told me that I'm African, Cherokee, French, Scottish, Irish, German, and Swedish."

I blinked.

"You know you should take more pride in your race."

She frowned. "I don't get it."

I rolled my eyes once more.

"You know what I think." She says.

"What."

"I think we're gonna be the bestest friends."

I sighed for like the 25th time today. "Whatever Jazmine."