A lot of things happen in that house I got my first kiss and I has sex for the first time in that house. It was the first place where I played basketball the back yard on the dirt. One of the best memories I have on the court is when we was playing a game. John and Dub was playing one on one. John was killing dub. Then when the game was over John turned around into a jaw shot. Dub was mad because John was better then him and he was playing better. John won the game. The worst part about it the whole time the game was going on John was just talking so much trash.
I got into my first fight in the house. It all started because my younger cousin had a smart mouth and i had to take up for him because he got into it with a guy that was older than him. They were going at it then I tried to break it up but he swung on me then I reacted, then it was over. I have sad memories to cause it was the house my grandmother passed in and we was really close me an my uncle got closer in the house.
On the day my grandma passed my older cousin called me.
He said, “_____ I think she gone bro.”
She
had passed but it didn't hit me until my mama told me in person then it
just hurt me in so many ways because how close we were. I didn't talk
to anybody for three day. Only time i left my room was to get food. On
the weekends my two cousins James and Chris use to come to the house and
we use to get in so much trouble. We use to put thing on fire and
leave the block come back get yelled at and do it all over again.They
came over friday after school and went sunday after church. We did
things like kick ball in the front yard, basketball in the back yard,
sliding down the hill when it was snow outside.Then when I was out to
long and got tired not wanting to go to school the next day.
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ReplyDeleteits a cool story how you say playing basketball and it was good all the way and how you talk about snow and sliding down it and having fun and how about the first fight was it was good.
ReplyDeleteThat was a pretty good story because it remind me of my block. Because there are like 8 people living in one house. And there are always people on our block fighting and crackhead people on the street.
ReplyDeletei liked the story it was really detailed great work with explaining the little details on every even and how they happen what u where feeling at the time it happen really liked the story
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