Once upon a midnight dreary...
By: Julie L.M.
Copyright 2001
11 pm - Leslie N. Hill, Public Housing Project a.k.a. "The Hill." -
"The Hill" is the nickname given to this area by the people that live in this ghetto. The politicians, when they talk of it, whisper its name. This area is a hot zone filled with drugs, thieves and murderers.
A basketball court is something almost everyone knows. There is one in every city, every town and every suburb but the one in "The Hill" is different from the others. This one has a death toll that's been slowly rising since 1992 and it's at the rate now of about 4 deaths a month.
Tonight the bar will be raised.
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Julio runs the area where the basketball court is, although only his mother calls him that. Everyone else calls him G-Money.
"What up?" G-Money gave a slight nod at the approaching figure. G-Money's posse surrounded the area, only the dumbest man on Earth would dare come against this crew.
Or the dumbest woman.
"You will leave this area." The female said flatly. She was taller than G-Money by a few inches, has long dark hair and wears a cross on her neck. But that isn't what had her standing out amongst the sea of the crowd.
It was her race.
"What 'choo say?" G-Money stood up and tried to stare down the dumbest white woman on Earth, but he came up a bit short. After seeing G's reaction to the shadow covered woman bearing a cross some of his posse closed in.
"Midnight." The figure's blue eyes scanned the gathered crowd. "You have till midnight."
"Then what, bitch?!" Stated a black man weighing in around 300 pounds. He had a shaved head and a pair of sunglasses that cost more than the rest of his outfit put together.
"You have an hour." The figure stared hard at the large black man with the glasses. "Little late for sunglasses." She delivered in a deadpan voice.
"Oh, you a funny bitch?" Sunglasses stepped forward.
"Back off the comedian, C." G spoke up.
"Yeah, that's what she is," A petite Hispanic female wearing too much makeup said, "a fucking comedian."
"There's nothing funny about what you all have done to this area." The figure drew her coat closer to her body and gave a look of disgust at G-Money. "You have decimated this area and made good people hide from you."
The petite female wearing too much makeup lurched at the cross bearing woman's throat. She only found air with her hands, but her head found the woman's boot. The cross bearing woman struck the petite female with a spinning heel kick. She never even hinted that she was going to kick, her foot just came out of the darkness of her overcoat faster than anyone could follow.
"One hour." The cross bearing woman turned and walked away.
"Dat bitch!" The petite female was covering her right eye.
"You okay Ginny?" A small boy asks as he helped her to her feet.
"Ginny be fine." C said while jerking Ginny to her feet by her arm. "What we gonna do about the bitch, G?" He said in a menacing tone not taking his eyes off the shadow of the cross bearing woman.
"We're gonna make an example outta her!" G-Money stared hard at her back as she disappeared around the corner.
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By: Julie L.M.
Copyright 2001
11 pm - Leslie N. Hill, Public Housing Project a.k.a. "The Hill." -
"The Hill" is the nickname given to this area by the people that live in this ghetto. The politicians, when they talk of it, whisper its name. This area is a hot zone filled with drugs, thieves and murderers.
A basketball court is something almost everyone knows. There is one in every city, every town and every suburb but the one in "The Hill" is different from the others. This one has a death toll that's been slowly rising since 1992 and it's at the rate now of about 4 deaths a month.
Tonight the bar will be raised.
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Julio runs the area where the basketball court is, although only his mother calls him that. Everyone else calls him G-Money.
"What up?" G-Money gave a slight nod at the approaching figure. G-Money's posse surrounded the area, only the dumbest man on Earth would dare come against this crew.
Or the dumbest woman.
"You will leave this area." The female said flatly. She was taller than G-Money by a few inches, has long dark hair and wears a cross on her neck. But that isn't what had her standing out amongst the sea of the crowd.
It was her race.
"What 'choo say?" G-Money stood up and tried to stare down the dumbest white woman on Earth, but he came up a bit short. After seeing G's reaction to the shadow covered woman bearing a cross some of his posse closed in.
"Midnight." The figure's blue eyes scanned the gathered crowd. "You have till midnight."
"Then what, bitch?!" Stated a black man weighing in around 300 pounds. He had a shaved head and a pair of sunglasses that cost more than the rest of his outfit put together.
"You have an hour." The figure stared hard at the large black man with the glasses. "Little late for sunglasses." She delivered in a deadpan voice.
"Oh, you a funny bitch?" Sunglasses stepped forward.
"Back off the comedian, C." G spoke up.
"Yeah, that's what she is," A petite Hispanic female wearing too much makeup said, "a fucking comedian."
"There's nothing funny about what you all have done to this area." The figure drew her coat closer to her body and gave a look of disgust at G-Money. "You have decimated this area and made good people hide from you."
The petite female wearing too much makeup lurched at the cross bearing woman's throat. She only found air with her hands, but her head found the woman's boot. The cross bearing woman struck the petite female with a spinning heel kick. She never even hinted that she was going to kick, her foot just came out of the darkness of her overcoat faster than anyone could follow.
"One hour." The cross bearing woman turned and walked away.
"Dat bitch!" The petite female was covering her right eye.
"You okay Ginny?" A small boy asks as he helped her to her feet.
"Ginny be fine." C said while jerking Ginny to her feet by her arm. "What we gonna do about the bitch, G?" He said in a menacing tone not taking his eyes off the shadow of the cross bearing woman.
"We're gonna make an example outta her!" G-Money stared hard at her back as she disappeared around the corner.
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