#24
                                                             stuck in guilt
        I was sitting in the car my stepdad got me, it was a nice luxury car. I really didn't care much of what kind of car it was. i had always been a spoiled child. my parents always gave me anything even if i didn't want it. i hated the fact that everyone at my school looked down on me as being a stubborn rich kid. i use to attend a public school, but i hated how everyone acted like they were better than anyone else. by the time i reached 8th grade i was over-whelmed with everyone, so i begged my parents to move to a public school. they didn't like the idea of me going to a public school. being from Atlanta, GA it wasn't such a good idea for a rich kid to attend a public school. eventually i managed to get my parents to transfer me to Frederick Douglas Highschool. ive been here for a month already and the only two realest friends ive come to have is Terence and Quistan. they've taught me a lot about being from the ghetto. through out time I became to change I started arguing more with my parents, I stopped doing my school work, became falling behind in everything, and I started doing drugs. when I first pulled up in my buggatti, my friends were amazed they never seen such a nice car. it was april 20th, this day meant everything to pot smokers. Terence and Quistan had call because they said they had gotten a hook up with some of the finest pot they could get. when I arrived they welcomed me with a joint, I took a couple of hits. I was so gone, I started tripping out, I was seeing a cheetah run across the room. I was being paranoid, I didn't regain control until the high final weared off. I was chilling in the living room when all of a sudden I heard gunshots; I ran out the living and saw Terence lying on the ground, I knew then and there he was dead for good. quistian was nowhere to be found. I stopped searching and hurried in to call 911. once the authorities arrived they took me in for questioning. I was charged with possession of marijuana, I was given a year in jail. quistian was found a month after Terences death; but it was a relieving shock because quistian had committed suicide. I will never know what went down that day, but all I know is that I lost two of my closest friends and now im sitting here in this jail sail, wondering whats to become of me. so much happened in such a short matter of time. I know life wont be the same anymore, but we all learn from our mistakes..