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“Javari come down stairs, and go to the store with me”
My fathers’ words came blaring from underneath the door like an amp that’s in progress. I was playing super Marion on the best selling gaming system the Nintendo. I dropped the controller, grabbed my coat and out the door I was headed. .
“You ready son”.
This was my father Morris. He looked too be very happy, I wonder what he is up too.
“Yes sir. I’m ready”
I replied, jumping down the last two steps. I placed my hand into his and we were out heading too the store of his choice.
I wanted to ask him were he was going, but I felt that asking too much questions would anger him. Jestine and Morris is just about the same, the least little thing you say or do would send them into rage. I pray to god that the temper they have doesn’t enter my mind and heart. Jestine is my mother, who is currently away at the time but she will be back, I hope soon. She works at the hospital Musc, as a janitor. This is a few blocks from where we all stay, and where she is as of now. My pops told her that he wishes too pay all the bills but she insists on working. He has a very damn good job, the City of Charleston street department. He works as a loader driver, he even let me get on one day and starting driving, when i was good in school, at Mitchel elementry.Ilove that bulldozer, too death.
“Diamond in the back sunroof top digging the scene with a gangster lean
“you like that at song I see"
He questioned. Looking me in the eyes.
“I don’t like the song, daddy I luvvvvvvvvvvv it” The two of us two chuckling.
My pops is a well-respected man in the streets, and at work. Which is jestines reasoning’s for fighting him so much. And at times I can admit, the fighting gets ugly and it ends in a hot passion of romance. He shows me a lot and tells which is good. Cause you never know when the time is gone come for you to do what you have to do, and one day I am going too have a queen and i must know how too treat her. This is why I take every word into consideration, a tall darked skinned older dude with an afro was posted by the store. By working his hands in a back and fourth motion, I assumed that he was hungry . hungry for some skrilla. which everybody is hunting for, in the times of the recession. my family is bearly making it, but thank god that we are.
"What's really hood brother, tell me somethin good"?
The guy name was Cookie a too my acguy that is know for licking. I believe he is from the countryside in Charleston this is James and Johns Island. I recognized him one night when he and my dad was at a former high school, friend bachelor party one weekend in James Island. The bachlore name was thedo, allot of people know him by the name of bullet. Back in high school no one could have caught him. So the team gave him the name, he also took James island too three state championships, and now he is set too be a family man. I haven't seen the women he wishes too marry, but one thing i hope. I hope she doesn't look anything like him, he looks like something off the X-files. My man was ugly!. I snuck and went with my pops cause I wanted too give moms some space that she needed, she gets annoyed at times. And she fainted when she found out I saw a naked women; her and my pops were fighting since. But their night went pretty smooth afterwards, a little taste of romance, calmed the two on down.
"Sup little morris"
he looked at me, and before i made a comment back i looked at my pops. And he nodded.
Nuttin much"
"Theirs nothing wrong, with that you did good in school this year"he asked, continuing too look in my eyes.
Well, i did good on the grades part but not the behavior.
Oh man, so i guess that means you don't get no presents?
cookie asked, calmly.
Ummmmmmm!
I bumped into my father, and a devilish look was on my face. He smiled back, but i'm sure i wasn't getting any surprises, I hope my mother helps me out, like she always do.
"J, go inside the store, daddy will be in and just a sec"
Morris stated. adjusting himselve down too my height, and looking into my brown pupils.
"Yes sir"
I walked into the greens grocery store and started picking out what I wanted, this was a strawberry cheese Danish, from off the cake aisle, and I walked over to the freezer and I pulled out a strawberry melon Tropicana soda, I slide my chosen items to the side. And peeped from the counter out to the door, i could see alot of body language. I wonder what all this is about? My pops cutted the conversation short, by leaving and walking into the store. Cookie was evil eyeing him while he was walking inside. He walked off, i couldn't see where he was going, but i left the counter and peeped him out. He was on the pay phone cussing up a storm.
"Javari, back here with me"
my pops commanded, placing two budwiesers in his hands. I scensed that something was wrong and something was about too happend.
“What's sup buddy I haven’t seen you in a long time. He continued Yo ol lady and son must have you busy”
this is Aheem who is the green's grocery store owner. A light-skinned figured too be white lanky dude from saudi arabia . He moved here in Charleston back in the 70's and now he is with us in the nortious six warded drug and crime infested projects, Gasden Green. But He is a cool dude, but some don't respect him at all.
“Yeah man, bills we all got em’”
Morris countered looking him in the eye.
I know that's right, i got two five hundered dollar bills, and i got no money. Help me out main man.
Aheem i wish i could. But i got em up too
Ohhh main man, you don't do family like this"
Aheem Sighed. Looking depressed. I noticed that outside started to quiet down, my mind began to comptemplate that something was going on with him. he seem too lost a little self esteem. I know for a fact that he is dealing cocaine, and a shit load of hate comes your way, when theirs a lot of money involved. This is porbaly why cookie was cussing up. But from the way he is swinging I know he has a tone on him that he will squeeze if he has too.
"5.60"
Aheem said, opening a plastic bag so my father and my items can be placed inside. my pops reached into his pocket, and picked up a wad of cash. all i could see was twenties. He passed aheem a twentie and a couple more. I guess the rest was for Aheem.
Alright, main man keep the change.
before we could leave the counter, the store door came bursting open. "Get the fuck down, now!!!!
Two men made their entrance in the store, with armed sawed off shotguns.
"Y'all heard me, get the fuck down"
The short guy commanded, cocking the tweleve gadge into my pops face.
"Do as he say"
I was shoved down my pops, and he followed me also. I became feared, that i may get shot and kill and everyone else. But I keep my fear, inside and never cry, this i was taught the day i got my first whipping back the green. By a little dude name, stinker. he busted me up pretty good, lip and nose. I went in the house crying and i got a worser whipping for crying and getting beat.
Aheem opened the register, and started taking out the money, that his store own at the moment. The look he was giving told me, he was scared and leaveing the united states as soon as possible.
My pops reached on to his side, and removed his Remington Crome handled, .40 glock and he looked into my eyes.
"Move"
he commanded, with a lot of bass in voice but almost silently.
I moved away from him slowly, by sliding down. He took the gun off safety, and he looked at me again. I saw a tear fell from his eyes.
How that door looking big bruh"
the short guy asked. Keeping his eyes on aheem, and the two of us.
L-L-L-Looking Good man.
The dude at the door, stammered. I couldn't see his face, but the voice sounded very firmilar. Aheem passed the the short dude the money, and that was it. Little dawg made the first and last mistake. He turned his back, and no one saw morris got up.
Blahhhhhhh! Blahhhhhh!
My pops caught him two time in the back of his head. This was the dude who placed the gun in his face. But the guy at the door, started moving and opening fire with the gadge he held in his possesion. I tried too move, but i was stopped. My father bloody, body. It was on top of me. The dude who was standing at the door, ran out, and left the money on the counter.
.
Aheem jumped on the phone and started hitting buttons. I lifted up, lying my father across my knees, and holding him.
Daddy.
Huh?
I want you too stay with me, i can't live with out you"
y-yes you can. You strong, be a man.
What about momma?
She is good, that’s a strong woman too. I decided too be quiet, and thinking about what i just was told. I rubbed his face, and he was gone. His eyes closed slowly, and his heart stopped.
It felt that a part of me died. after losing an important man in my life. who will never be back home. Tears began drops began too fall, and accumulate with the blood on my hands. I started thinking Like, what can i do as of now too keep, me eating , or how is this going too effect me in the future,I f i live too see one? Sirens started ranging my ears, and my eyes were effected by the lights. Aheem jumped over the counter, picked me up and carried me out. The entire project was out and all the eyes seem too lock own mine. I was scared, but i know that one day it will go away. A tall white, women that looked to be seven foot or more came in our direction. She didn't seem too be that heavy in the weight but The emotion was attacking her when she glanced at the blood on my hands and clothing. She reached for me, and that was the end.
Everything is gonna be okay, I'm gonna get cha cleaned up my friend" she said, having the door too a crown victoria opened so she and i can enter. A colored officer got inside, and started the car. He back out and smashed the gas. Two other police officer were assisting him, withing a minute, we were out the car, and walking up too the double doors, of the charleston police department, where my mother was waiting for me.
'' Mommy" i said, getting out of the detective hands and running too the woman who holds the crown. It hurt like hell, but i cannot bare another dead parent, so i feel it will best too don't trust no body but my mother fucking self....self.....self!
“
My fathers’ words came blaring from underneath the door like an amp that’s in progress. I was playing super Marion on the best selling gaming system the Nintendo. I dropped the controller, grabbed my coat and out the door I was headed. .
“You ready son”.
This was my father Morris. He looked too be very happy, I wonder what he is up too.
“Yes sir. I’m ready”
I replied, jumping down the last two steps. I placed my hand into his and we were out heading too the store of his choice.
I wanted to ask him were he was going, but I felt that asking too much questions would anger him. Jestine and Morris is just about the same, the least little thing you say or do would send them into rage. I pray to god that the temper they have doesn’t enter my mind and heart. Jestine is my mother, who is currently away at the time but she will be back, I hope soon. She works at the hospital Musc, as a janitor. This is a few blocks from where we all stay, and where she is as of now. My pops told her that he wishes too pay all the bills but she insists on working. He has a very damn good job, the City of Charleston street department. He works as a loader driver, he even let me get on one day and starting driving, when i was good in school, at Mitchel elementry.Ilove that bulldozer, too death.
“Diamond in the back sunroof top digging the scene with a gangster lean
“you like that at song I see"
He questioned. Looking me in the eyes.
“I don’t like the song, daddy I luvvvvvvvvvvv it” The two of us two chuckling.
My pops is a well-respected man in the streets, and at work. Which is jestines reasoning’s for fighting him so much. And at times I can admit, the fighting gets ugly and it ends in a hot passion of romance. He shows me a lot and tells which is good. Cause you never know when the time is gone come for you to do what you have to do, and one day I am going too have a queen and i must know how too treat her. This is why I take every word into consideration, a tall darked skinned older dude with an afro was posted by the store. By working his hands in a back and fourth motion, I assumed that he was hungry . hungry for some skrilla. which everybody is hunting for, in the times of the recession. my family is bearly making it, but thank god that we are.
"What's really hood brother, tell me somethin good"?
The guy name was Cookie a too my acguy that is know for licking. I believe he is from the countryside in Charleston this is James and Johns Island. I recognized him one night when he and my dad was at a former high school, friend bachelor party one weekend in James Island. The bachlore name was thedo, allot of people know him by the name of bullet. Back in high school no one could have caught him. So the team gave him the name, he also took James island too three state championships, and now he is set too be a family man. I haven't seen the women he wishes too marry, but one thing i hope. I hope she doesn't look anything like him, he looks like something off the X-files. My man was ugly!. I snuck and went with my pops cause I wanted too give moms some space that she needed, she gets annoyed at times. And she fainted when she found out I saw a naked women; her and my pops were fighting since. But their night went pretty smooth afterwards, a little taste of romance, calmed the two on down.
"Sup little morris"
he looked at me, and before i made a comment back i looked at my pops. And he nodded.
Nuttin much"
"Theirs nothing wrong, with that you did good in school this year"he asked, continuing too look in my eyes.
Well, i did good on the grades part but not the behavior.
Oh man, so i guess that means you don't get no presents?
cookie asked, calmly.
Ummmmmmm!
I bumped into my father, and a devilish look was on my face. He smiled back, but i'm sure i wasn't getting any surprises, I hope my mother helps me out, like she always do.
"J, go inside the store, daddy will be in and just a sec"
Morris stated. adjusting himselve down too my height, and looking into my brown pupils.
"Yes sir"
I walked into the greens grocery store and started picking out what I wanted, this was a strawberry cheese Danish, from off the cake aisle, and I walked over to the freezer and I pulled out a strawberry melon Tropicana soda, I slide my chosen items to the side. And peeped from the counter out to the door, i could see alot of body language. I wonder what all this is about? My pops cutted the conversation short, by leaving and walking into the store. Cookie was evil eyeing him while he was walking inside. He walked off, i couldn't see where he was going, but i left the counter and peeped him out. He was on the pay phone cussing up a storm.
"Javari, back here with me"
my pops commanded, placing two budwiesers in his hands. I scensed that something was wrong and something was about too happend.
“What's sup buddy I haven’t seen you in a long time. He continued Yo ol lady and son must have you busy”
this is Aheem who is the green's grocery store owner. A light-skinned figured too be white lanky dude from saudi arabia . He moved here in Charleston back in the 70's and now he is with us in the nortious six warded drug and crime infested projects, Gasden Green. But He is a cool dude, but some don't respect him at all.
“Yeah man, bills we all got em’”
Morris countered looking him in the eye.
I know that's right, i got two five hundered dollar bills, and i got no money. Help me out main man.
Aheem i wish i could. But i got em up too
Ohhh main man, you don't do family like this"
Aheem Sighed. Looking depressed. I noticed that outside started to quiet down, my mind began to comptemplate that something was going on with him. he seem too lost a little self esteem. I know for a fact that he is dealing cocaine, and a shit load of hate comes your way, when theirs a lot of money involved. This is porbaly why cookie was cussing up. But from the way he is swinging I know he has a tone on him that he will squeeze if he has too.
"5.60"
Aheem said, opening a plastic bag so my father and my items can be placed inside. my pops reached into his pocket, and picked up a wad of cash. all i could see was twenties. He passed aheem a twentie and a couple more. I guess the rest was for Aheem.
Alright, main man keep the change.
before we could leave the counter, the store door came bursting open. "Get the fuck down, now!!!!
Two men made their entrance in the store, with armed sawed off shotguns.
"Y'all heard me, get the fuck down"
The short guy commanded, cocking the tweleve gadge into my pops face.
"Do as he say"
I was shoved down my pops, and he followed me also. I became feared, that i may get shot and kill and everyone else. But I keep my fear, inside and never cry, this i was taught the day i got my first whipping back the green. By a little dude name, stinker. he busted me up pretty good, lip and nose. I went in the house crying and i got a worser whipping for crying and getting beat.
Aheem opened the register, and started taking out the money, that his store own at the moment. The look he was giving told me, he was scared and leaveing the united states as soon as possible.
My pops reached on to his side, and removed his Remington Crome handled, .40 glock and he looked into my eyes.
"Move"
he commanded, with a lot of bass in voice but almost silently.
I moved away from him slowly, by sliding down. He took the gun off safety, and he looked at me again. I saw a tear fell from his eyes.
How that door looking big bruh"
the short guy asked. Keeping his eyes on aheem, and the two of us.
L-L-L-Looking Good man.
The dude at the door, stammered. I couldn't see his face, but the voice sounded very firmilar. Aheem passed the the short dude the money, and that was it. Little dawg made the first and last mistake. He turned his back, and no one saw morris got up.
Blahhhhhhh! Blahhhhhh!
My pops caught him two time in the back of his head. This was the dude who placed the gun in his face. But the guy at the door, started moving and opening fire with the gadge he held in his possesion. I tried too move, but i was stopped. My father bloody, body. It was on top of me. The dude who was standing at the door, ran out, and left the money on the counter.
.
Aheem jumped on the phone and started hitting buttons. I lifted up, lying my father across my knees, and holding him.
Daddy.
Huh?
I want you too stay with me, i can't live with out you"
y-yes you can. You strong, be a man.
What about momma?
She is good, that’s a strong woman too. I decided too be quiet, and thinking about what i just was told. I rubbed his face, and he was gone. His eyes closed slowly, and his heart stopped.
It felt that a part of me died. after losing an important man in my life. who will never be back home. Tears began drops began too fall, and accumulate with the blood on my hands. I started thinking Like, what can i do as of now too keep, me eating , or how is this going too effect me in the future,I f i live too see one? Sirens started ranging my ears, and my eyes were effected by the lights. Aheem jumped over the counter, picked me up and carried me out. The entire project was out and all the eyes seem too lock own mine. I was scared, but i know that one day it will go away. A tall white, women that looked to be seven foot or more came in our direction. She didn't seem too be that heavy in the weight but The emotion was attacking her when she glanced at the blood on my hands and clothing. She reached for me, and that was the end.
Everything is gonna be okay, I'm gonna get cha cleaned up my friend" she said, having the door too a crown victoria opened so she and i can enter. A colored officer got inside, and started the car. He back out and smashed the gas. Two other police officer were assisting him, withing a minute, we were out the car, and walking up too the double doors, of the charleston police department, where my mother was waiting for me.
'' Mommy" i said, getting out of the detective hands and running too the woman who holds the crown. It hurt like hell, but i cannot bare another dead parent, so i feel it will best too don't trust no body but my mother fucking self....self.....self!
“
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Comment by Harriet Wilson on January 2, 2009 at 1:00pm -
I would love to be your editor for this story i think it has alot of potential. I have a question, not including the dialog, are the words suppose to be old fashioned and misspelled like that? How far have you gotten with the novel? Email me whenever you get the chance and we could discuss the novel in more detail.
Harriet Wilson
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Comment by Daniel Williams on December 20, 2008 at 9:55pm -
I like this story. I would like to read more.
Daniel
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