This is my Brothers Adrian and BooBoo!
Friday, October 19, 2007
Monday, October 8, 2007
Like My Own
This is Lil Mickey and Breana at the top! and Lil Zo is at the bottom! My title is called Like My Own, because i fill like they're my kids!
Party Like A Rock Star, Break Down Like A Guitar!
Elijah Johnson This is a CHAPTER from the Book I call LIFE!
English 269
David Mullen
10/07/07
Party Like a Rock Star, Break Down Like a Guitar
“Can I go to a party,” I asked my mama Lori. “Only if your brother wants to take you because you’re too young to go to a party by yourself.” I asked them but as usual they said no. So I started to beg them. They finally said yeah so as my brothers Adrian & BooBoo, my sister Ebonee, and I were on our way to the party they stopped by the store. We stood by the store for about fifteen minutes waiting on somebody to buy them some alcohol. Finally some man came and my brother gave him the money to go in the store to buy the alcohol. My brothers started to drink as we walked to the party. We got to the party Adrian and BooBoo see their friends so they decided to smoke some weed with them.
We got inside the party and everybody started dancing. My brothers and their friends started going dumb and acting like rock stars. BooBoo was dancing with this same girl for the whole time we were there. Then all of a sudden this dude came up to BooBoo and said, “that’s my girl stop dancing with my girl,” but her and BooBoo keep dancing. Ten minutes went by, and I saw BooBoo and the girl walking outside, and I turn to the side to tell Ebonee, but when I turned I seen the dude following BooBoo and the girl outside. We ran to get Adrian and his friends and we went outside. I guess BooBoo was kissing the girl and the dude walked up to him and pulled him off her. We finally made it outside and seen them fighting.
All of a sudden I couldn’t see them fighting because a big crowd surrounded them, so I started bum rushing my way through the crowd just like a rock concert. I made my way to the front of the crowd, and I seen everybody fighting, my brothers and their friends and the dude and his friends also. When everybody got tired they stopped fighting and the dude and his friends left. Then all of a sudden the girl they were fighting over started cussing out BooBoo, so they made my sister Ebonee beat her up. After that fight my brothers and their friends were ready to go because partying like rock stars is tiring. I went in the house to get my coat.
I went in the house for a second, and all of the sudden I heard gun shots. As I heard the shots I tried to make my way outside, so I can see if my brothers and sister were alright, but instead I was getting knocked down from people who were outside that was running inside. I finally made my way outside and I seen my sister standing by somebody bleeding, and my brother and his friends were breaking into somebody’s car. When the person on the ground set up I realized it was my brother, and the only reason I knew it was him is because he started to call out my name. As he called out my name I must have been in shock because I couldn’t move and I couldn’t talk. After a while my brother that was breaking in the car started to yell my name too, but still no answer. It felt like something was holding me back and covering my mouth, so I couldn’t move or talk. Then all of a sudden I heard another gun shot and it must have triggered something in my head because I started to run and yell out I’m right here.
It was about five of us lifting my brother up trying to put him in one of the stolen cars. My brother Adrian, my sister Ebonee, and I are in the car with my brother that got shot BooBoo. In the other stolen car is Adrian and BooBoo’s friends. As we drive to the hospital all I can see, taste, and feel was blood. He was bleeding so bad it was blood over everything. I thought to myself he couldn’t be bleeding this bad, so I decided to check to see if I got shot. We pulled up to the hospital and all of a sudden I see my brother eyes close, and the next thing I remember I woke up in the hospital bed. My daddy Randy was in the room with me, and I remember asking him is BooBoo alright, and he said “yeah he only got shot in the leg, that aint shit all he need is a god damn band aid!” That day broke me down like a guitar because I haven’t been to a party since that incident. For about a year after this happened I blamed myself because at first my brother didn’t want to go, but I begged him. I made a promise to myself that I would never beg for anything. Still to this day I haven’t begged and hate people who do beg. Like the old saying, “Be careful what you wish for!” Well I say, “Be careful what you beg for!”
English 269
David Mullen
10/07/07
Party Like a Rock Star, Break Down Like a Guitar
“Can I go to a party,” I asked my mama Lori. “Only if your brother wants to take you because you’re too young to go to a party by yourself.” I asked them but as usual they said no. So I started to beg them. They finally said yeah so as my brothers Adrian & BooBoo, my sister Ebonee, and I were on our way to the party they stopped by the store. We stood by the store for about fifteen minutes waiting on somebody to buy them some alcohol. Finally some man came and my brother gave him the money to go in the store to buy the alcohol. My brothers started to drink as we walked to the party. We got to the party Adrian and BooBoo see their friends so they decided to smoke some weed with them.
We got inside the party and everybody started dancing. My brothers and their friends started going dumb and acting like rock stars. BooBoo was dancing with this same girl for the whole time we were there. Then all of a sudden this dude came up to BooBoo and said, “that’s my girl stop dancing with my girl,” but her and BooBoo keep dancing. Ten minutes went by, and I saw BooBoo and the girl walking outside, and I turn to the side to tell Ebonee, but when I turned I seen the dude following BooBoo and the girl outside. We ran to get Adrian and his friends and we went outside. I guess BooBoo was kissing the girl and the dude walked up to him and pulled him off her. We finally made it outside and seen them fighting.
All of a sudden I couldn’t see them fighting because a big crowd surrounded them, so I started bum rushing my way through the crowd just like a rock concert. I made my way to the front of the crowd, and I seen everybody fighting, my brothers and their friends and the dude and his friends also. When everybody got tired they stopped fighting and the dude and his friends left. Then all of a sudden the girl they were fighting over started cussing out BooBoo, so they made my sister Ebonee beat her up. After that fight my brothers and their friends were ready to go because partying like rock stars is tiring. I went in the house to get my coat.
I went in the house for a second, and all of the sudden I heard gun shots. As I heard the shots I tried to make my way outside, so I can see if my brothers and sister were alright, but instead I was getting knocked down from people who were outside that was running inside. I finally made my way outside and I seen my sister standing by somebody bleeding, and my brother and his friends were breaking into somebody’s car. When the person on the ground set up I realized it was my brother, and the only reason I knew it was him is because he started to call out my name. As he called out my name I must have been in shock because I couldn’t move and I couldn’t talk. After a while my brother that was breaking in the car started to yell my name too, but still no answer. It felt like something was holding me back and covering my mouth, so I couldn’t move or talk. Then all of a sudden I heard another gun shot and it must have triggered something in my head because I started to run and yell out I’m right here.
It was about five of us lifting my brother up trying to put him in one of the stolen cars. My brother Adrian, my sister Ebonee, and I are in the car with my brother that got shot BooBoo. In the other stolen car is Adrian and BooBoo’s friends. As we drive to the hospital all I can see, taste, and feel was blood. He was bleeding so bad it was blood over everything. I thought to myself he couldn’t be bleeding this bad, so I decided to check to see if I got shot. We pulled up to the hospital and all of a sudden I see my brother eyes close, and the next thing I remember I woke up in the hospital bed. My daddy Randy was in the room with me, and I remember asking him is BooBoo alright, and he said “yeah he only got shot in the leg, that aint shit all he need is a god damn band aid!” That day broke me down like a guitar because I haven’t been to a party since that incident. For about a year after this happened I blamed myself because at first my brother didn’t want to go, but I begged him. I made a promise to myself that I would never beg for anything. Still to this day I haven’t begged and hate people who do beg. Like the old saying, “Be careful what you wish for!” Well I say, “Be careful what you beg for!”
Me
Welcome to my blog! My name is Elijah Johnson and I'm from Oakland, Ca United States. I now attend Laney College. I was born on April 19,1990 that means I'm 17 and graduated one year early.
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