It started with a basic little conversation with questions.
The ones you have with your parents.
What were you doin' there?
Why?
Was it your problem?
And tell me Karlos did you get anything out of it?
I mean my day was going pretty sweet in till 8:33 Pm.
I snapped.
What else can a cat like me do when they assume the conclusion.
To top it off in back of my head I could hear this voice underneath my skin telling' me that she had something to do with it.
I could feel my guts and organs twist with so much hate every time I hear her name and knowing' that she had something to do with it made it worst.
I stepped out of the living room wanting to spark one up knowing it could relax my pain, stress, frustration.Never mind that.
I got on the phone I thought that could help I could feel the Goosebumps all over my body once I heard her voice in-between my hate and joy I repeated to my self that this one aint like the others this one always made me feel better.
Jump on the liberty.
Catch a frappuccino before hitting her house.
Step out of the ride.
Once I touched her lips I could feel my RPMs blowin up to 7 my heart raisin' to 333 beats per seconds.
Now that’s how my Saturday night was.
How was yours?
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Freewrite.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Character
Let me take you to the setting where I found my character.
I wouldn't like to say its the best looking neighborhood some call it happy valley and others El Sereno.
I would call it a place were I get away from hearing a elder women around her late thirties screaming behind my bedroom door.
I seen my character stepping' out of his lifted up ram 2500 pretty happy visiting' the south.
I could tell he was a visiting his license plates had Oregon printed all over them.
FIFO is the name I give my character. FIFO is visiting the south to pick up some merchandise but before he made his transaction and heads up north he stops by and checks up on his brother and his nephews and unfortunately his sister in law.
You could tell FIFO wasn't you typical 30 years old men.
He has two daughters and a boy coming soon in about 5 months.
He hardly knows about his daughters by this time you could tell this cat is not so responsible.
Maybe is the fact that he couldn’t not get along with his baby momma truth is even though he doesn’t see his children his conscious always killing him He prays to god that he doesn’t do the same mistake and abandon his child. He is really proud to say he is sinaloense by the way he screams out PURO SINALOA while he kicks back drinking some tecates with his brother and listens to El TIGRILLO PALMA trying to enjoy every seconds not knowing if he ever sees tomorrow.
I wouldn't like to say its the best looking neighborhood some call it happy valley and others El Sereno.
I would call it a place were I get away from hearing a elder women around her late thirties screaming behind my bedroom door.
I seen my character stepping' out of his lifted up ram 2500 pretty happy visiting' the south.
I could tell he was a visiting his license plates had Oregon printed all over them.
FIFO is the name I give my character. FIFO is visiting the south to pick up some merchandise but before he made his transaction and heads up north he stops by and checks up on his brother and his nephews and unfortunately his sister in law.
You could tell FIFO wasn't you typical 30 years old men.
He has two daughters and a boy coming soon in about 5 months.
He hardly knows about his daughters by this time you could tell this cat is not so responsible.
Maybe is the fact that he couldn’t not get along with his baby momma truth is even though he doesn’t see his children his conscious always killing him He prays to god that he doesn’t do the same mistake and abandon his child. He is really proud to say he is sinaloense by the way he screams out PURO SINALOA while he kicks back drinking some tecates with his brother and listens to El TIGRILLO PALMA trying to enjoy every seconds not knowing if he ever sees tomorrow.
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