• biggrin INTRO whee


    ''Whisper,ma' said to hurry up.'' ''Hold on Kyle,'' those were the last words me and my brother said to each other that day.It all began when me and Kyle were walking to school after we left the house.We were walking a block away from the school when ''THEY'' started fighting, two gangs of course.The daily routine in the projects.Me and Kyle had crossed the street like if nothing was happening.When we were in the other side of the street a gang member pulled out a gun, and he shot in the air.Kyle being a little boy said...''Whisp, I think I gots shot.''I just answered ''Boy, you ain't gets shot so keep walking and mind your biz.''In a wimpery,hopeless voice he said...''I did......see'' and he showed me, Peanut K did get shot.The gangs were still fighting.So, I picked him up and started walking faster toward the school.When I walked I said nothing, I just stared at him and in his eyes were shame,but you can tell he was scared.
    When I reached the school I yelled for someone to call the ambulance.It took the ambulance 5 minutes to come.They wanted me to stay in school because they wanted me to call my mama and ''continue with my studies for the day.''Of course, I cursed the officer out.When I called mama J, she had started crying when I told her what happened.Tears were going to start falling from my face but I couldn't help it, knowing our lifes position and having my little brother shot.Everything at that moment was looking harder.My ma' picked me up early and we went straight to the hospital.The doctors still didn't say nothing.Even the nurses were ignoring us.I stood there looking at the red stains in my shirt wishing that it could've been juice or something.When the doctors actually said somethin to us it was around 7:30 pm when the doctor came out to give us some news.I remembered his exact words ''I'm sorry, Mrs.Jones but.....'' then a 2 minute pause came...''Your son will be paralyzed for life.''Then it happened my ma' for 15 years broke down in tears.Then speaking Jamaican Patois she was praying.I had never in my wholle 15 years have seen my mother pray.Or even speakpatois without cursing anyone out.To me I knew something wasn't going to be the same as it used to be.
    TO BE CONTINUED.........