Heavy rap music was blaring on a street corner. Un-describable angry words
made for a generation that didn't understand them. This group of boys where
all wearing the same coloured bandanas, and where all showing off their
guns and rolling up joints. This was known as "the ghetto". The usual place
for goings on such as rapes, murders, drug dealings and gang wars. Jimmy
was there, among the crowed of angry youth, wearing the same red bandana,
waiting with his "brothers" for the rivals to show up.
Ashley was unusually happy. Her pale complexion had a hint of summer tan and rosy blush. Her and Craig have been going out for the past summer. She was in love, and she was pretty sure Craig loved her too. It was as if they where destined, perfect soul mates, yet she would still sometimes remember her first boyfriend jimmy. All of her old friends seemed to be messed up, getting involved with gangs and drugs. A tear trickled from her face as she remembered the last school dance, when everyone was still good, pure, and innocent. Now everything just seemed so bleak. Was this what life was all about?
Ellie slowly unlocked her front door. If she was lucky he would be drunk and passed out and she could sneak her way upstairs. Of course Ellie was not so lucky, but he was nowhere to be found. She made her way upstairs cautiously; he had sneaked up on her before. "Hey girl, come up here right now". Ellie froze, it was him, she had read somewhere that if you didn't move, and maybe the predator wouldn't see you. She froze, in the middle of the hallway, unable to move. Impatient, he made his way downstairs.
Get busy blared from Emma's radio. She was getting ready for Sean to come over. They needed to talk. She wondered why he was being such an asshole and not returning her calls. She carefully applied her pink lip-gloss; she wanted to look her best for him.
Craig was at the park with his sister. The only genetic family he had left. The sun was shining. It was the perfect early September weather. Paige was there, sitting on a bench, on the verge of tears. Craig saw her. "Hey Paige, what's wrong" he said, noticing her blotchy face. "Craig?" she looked up "I think I might break up with Spinner, I just can't stand the way he's acting anymore, he treats me like I'm one of his hoes." Of course Spinner did no such thing, but Paige's manipulative mind was at work, when she wanted something, she would do anything to get it.
I can't believe I'm doing this. Thought Sean Cameron, but he just didn't like Emma anymore. He sighed as he rang her doorbell. Emma opened the door, looking perfect and sweet. "Emma, I need to talk to you" replied Sean as he stepped into her front hall.
Ashley was unusually happy. Her pale complexion had a hint of summer tan and rosy blush. Her and Craig have been going out for the past summer. She was in love, and she was pretty sure Craig loved her too. It was as if they where destined, perfect soul mates, yet she would still sometimes remember her first boyfriend jimmy. All of her old friends seemed to be messed up, getting involved with gangs and drugs. A tear trickled from her face as she remembered the last school dance, when everyone was still good, pure, and innocent. Now everything just seemed so bleak. Was this what life was all about?
Ellie slowly unlocked her front door. If she was lucky he would be drunk and passed out and she could sneak her way upstairs. Of course Ellie was not so lucky, but he was nowhere to be found. She made her way upstairs cautiously; he had sneaked up on her before. "Hey girl, come up here right now". Ellie froze, it was him, she had read somewhere that if you didn't move, and maybe the predator wouldn't see you. She froze, in the middle of the hallway, unable to move. Impatient, he made his way downstairs.
Get busy blared from Emma's radio. She was getting ready for Sean to come over. They needed to talk. She wondered why he was being such an asshole and not returning her calls. She carefully applied her pink lip-gloss; she wanted to look her best for him.
Craig was at the park with his sister. The only genetic family he had left. The sun was shining. It was the perfect early September weather. Paige was there, sitting on a bench, on the verge of tears. Craig saw her. "Hey Paige, what's wrong" he said, noticing her blotchy face. "Craig?" she looked up "I think I might break up with Spinner, I just can't stand the way he's acting anymore, he treats me like I'm one of his hoes." Of course Spinner did no such thing, but Paige's manipulative mind was at work, when she wanted something, she would do anything to get it.
I can't believe I'm doing this. Thought Sean Cameron, but he just didn't like Emma anymore. He sighed as he rang her doorbell. Emma opened the door, looking perfect and sweet. "Emma, I need to talk to you" replied Sean as he stepped into her front hall.