Waking up on a Monday morning, 7:43 getting ready for school. My mom already made me breakfast and my dad already left for work. My mom told me to lock up the house as she left for work, a hug and a kiss on the cheek before she closes the door.

When she left as I made sure she was driving off, I ran upstairs and grabbed me a few cigarettes from her pack she always leave open in her room. My bestfriend Devin, who I knew since the first grade knocked on the door with rhythm, I asked who was it and he replied,"who you think", so I opened the door and I asked him, You wanna smoked? He said, no I'm good, I said alright.

Devin told me I should really stop smoking, its bad for me, I said yeah you right so I put at least three cigs back in the carton. I kept one because in case my day gets ruin by those gangsters that be on my street every Monday, I get sick of them always questioning me and being forced to give my money to them. One day I'm going to get a gun and shoot them, but I say that all the time. Maybe one day but now I got to get to school.

Me and Dev walked to the bus stop and saw my sister, Katlin she was going to work herself and saw us. She waved at us and offered us a ride we said, No thanks we're ok. She said ok then carried on her morning, while were waiting we hear loud music coming down the road. We glanced down the road and what do we see? We saw those gangsters all stuff in a black, 1985 GMC Suburban. Thank God they passed by and didn't see us. As 3 minutes passed the bus came and the bus driver looking like he's going to have a heart attack or a stroke, who knows, who cares. All we know is he was mean and old, all we really care about is getting to school.