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Chase slid the crisp hundred dollar bill into his pocket and drove off, checking his rear view mirror with every turn. Flashing lights weren’t his favorite sight and even in the day time his skin crawled with anxiety just thinking about them. Dealing wasn’t his ideal job, but he was damn sure good at it. He could blame his less than admirable profession on his deadbeat parents, but he knew that’s be a lie. It was the machine that made him do it. The day he turned 16 and the card slid out was the day he upgraded from petty dime bags to the big leagues. Most kids spiral into a deep depression when they find out how they are going to die, but not Chase. As soon as he knew the streets weren’t going to kill him, his mind set changed entirely. No more house parties and fucking behind the school, he dedicated his life, or whatever he had left of it, to dealing drugs and making money. To Chase, the streets were his kingdom, full of life, possibility, and dirty creatures to whom he could capture. His most recent victim, and girlfriend, was a young high school girl named Cecy. She was about 5 foot 4 with perfect grades and a body to match. Usually girls like her would end up with a guy that had a lot more going for him than Chase, but she found something comforting about him. His presence when the stresses of high school became too overwhelming for her made her feel safe and secure. It was Cecy’s 17th birthday yesterday and Chase knew he fucked up by leaving early to pick up his most recent batch of methamphetamines. He decided surprising her at school with her late birthday present would make up for his absence the day before. As he pulled up to the school he passed the security guard and pulled out his ID and a twenty sack. Handing bot... ... middle of paper ... ...d the door. “Wait!” screamed Chase. “At least take your present, you don’t have to open it right now but I at least want you to have it.” Chase handed her the present and watched her mom’s car disappear slowly after. He was left with no girl, no friends, and an empty stomach. Remembering Cecy had made him a sandwich he retreated to the kitchen and took the biggest bite he possibly could. As he chewed, he could sense something wasn’t right. He felt something sharp and foreign in his mouth and started choking. The sandwich dropped to the floor and he started gasping for breath. There was no one around to help and he started to panic. He couldn't breathe and there was nothing he could do. He laid still on the floor next to the sandwich and all he could see was little hairy legs crawling out of the sides of the bread before his lungs gave in and his eyes slowly shut.
“My crimey here think the way to go is more drugs. But I know better. I think making money is okay, but not making it just by dealing. You gotta go legit, at least for a minute. You gotta go state fresh, all the way live, if you wanna do anything worthwhile out here. Everybody thinks they can make crazy dollars, but they confused. It aint like that. I’ve seen co-caine bust many a head – they get fucked up and be clocking out after they find out they cannot find the key to understanding that mystery skied. But you know what? But-but0but you know what? They don’t have a clue. Word.” (Williams, 1989)
Introduction:The road to maturity and adulthood can be a long and difficult road for teens, especially when it comes to decision making and changing your view on the world. The popular short story, “On the Sidewalk Bleeding”, written by world-renowned author, Evan Hunter in 1957, displays this perfectly. Hunter uses the protagonist, Andy, to illustrate his development from adolescence into adulthood as he shifts from a state of ignorance to a state of knowledge, from a mindset of idealism to realism and from a selfish personality to a selflessness personality. Hunter expresses the major theme of coming of age through this protagonist character who is seen shifting from a state of adolescence to a more matured state of adulthood throughout the story.
Drugs is one of the themes in this story that shows the impact of both the user and their loved ones. There is no doubt that heroin destroys lives and families, but it offers a momentary escape from the characters ' oppressive environment and serves as a coping mechanism to help deal with the human suffering that is all around him. Suffering is seen as a contributing factor of his drug addiction and the suffering is linked to the narrator’s daughter loss of Grace. The story opens with the narrator feeling ice in his veins when he read about Sonny’s arrest for possession of heroin. The two brothers are able to patch things up and knowing that his younger brother has an addiction. He still buys him an alcoholic drink at the end of the story because, he has accepted his brother for who he really is.
When a 10 year old boy (Robert “yummi” Sandifer, from Atlanta) in a gang is executed by his gang “friends” because he was bringing heat from the cops on the gang because that boy shot a 12 year old girl, it’s a sad commentary on society. When there is a lack of social stability in a community, it reflects onto the children who seem to have nothing else to do, or no other way of getting the attention they need.
He killed women in several different states. The number of victims he had is still unknown to day but some believe it ranges from 30 to 100 women. Also, no one knows exactly why he began his killing. Psychologists have a few leads and theories of what may have set him off. They believe maybe it was because of the way he was raised and the environment he grew up in. Another, reason he could have become such a prominent murderer in the US is because of his broken relationship he had with a girl in college. The most possible motive he had may have been his obsession for
When he first started he targeted mostly prostitutes and other young runaways. The women were usually between 15 and 40 years of age. He had no particular ethnicity he would go for, did not matter if they were black, white, hispanic, or asian. He did not care about their physical features either, but rather convenience. The one thing he typically chose was if they seemed to be “vulnerable”, or “east to get alone”. All these occurrences happened near his home in Seattle, Washington. He would pick the women up where the girls had been reported to have disappeared and he would often bring them home. He would show them pictures of his son, Matthew, in order to gain their trust. He would have sex with these women, but would tell them he would pay them after they were finished. When he first started, he would strangle the women after sex by hand, but as he later progressed he started using ropes and belts and other ligatures so it would not draw as much attention. He either killed his victims in his home or his truck. Later, would dispose of the bodies in what he called “clusters” along the banks of the Green River, where he would then go back and have sex with the
Chapter 3 and chapter 16 “da joint and beyond” really caught my eye. Chapter 3 “gangsters-real and unreal” summarized the image of the “hood” and crime filled areas where people are regularly being robbed, shot, and killed. It also told how drugs came about and became a new indusry. It also became popular among musicians and soon became a way to employ young poor teens who lived in these “hoods”. As many ...
...k he’s rich and he’s happy because he can have everything he ever wanted was perception. (15-16). But the reality he put a bullet to his head maybe from depression or unhappiness, but it shows this perception and imagination we build on someone and then BAM! People wake up to see the real world and it’s not all they thought it would be.
Upon his arrest he had confessed to 5 burglaries and several violent sexual assaults, including the two unsolved murders and sexual assaults of Barbara Krlik, 15 and Annie Mae Johnson, 24. He had also admitted to have attempted sexual assaults on more than 4 women, all of which failed because he preferred to be a necrophilia stating that “He got no thrill with the living women he raped” (Gado, 2004).
To show how everyone can get involved in this business, it presents people from every social level in one of the world's biggest market. For example, it goes from poor Mexican cops trying to sell confidential information about the some drug dealers and risking their own lives just for money. This information was about a supposedly legit businessman Carlos Ayala. Ayala, a very well known businessman in Los Angeles, but whose only business was drug dealing and money laundering. It also includes as example the case of the anti-drugs czar's daughter, in which it represents how even the most unthinkable person can be using drugs. She is like the ideal daughter, third in her class, member of a lot of clubs in school, part of the volleyball team and volunteer in an old convalescent home. At last it concludes that the complete American society is pretty wrapped by the drug theme and it is becoming a more harmful problem.
Inner city youth are usually very impressionable due to less than ideal living conditions in their communities. As a result, it is easy to see why so many African American youth think that selling drug is a way out of poverty. Unfortunately, because of their surroundings, the only people they know with substantial amounts of money are the drug dealers they see in their community. Whether it is a friend of a friend or a close relative, these young people have become accustomed to this way of life. With dreams of one day making enough money to have just the bare necessities or the respect of their peers, these are some of the reasons why drug trafficking is so prevalent in urban areas. In the story The Coldest Winter Ever, by Sister Souljah, she describes how this, the sensationalism and fast money associated with drug trafficking within urban communities, effects a young girl who wants to emulate and hold on to this lifestyle.
As the dirtiness- based hierarchy starts with whites at the top, in Detroit, with legal jobs and safe communities, with their practices aimed at reducing risk and danger to their people. Therefore, meaning that those who are not them, Caucasian, are the dangerous ones. By reinforcing class inequality systems that are fabricated by the understandings of how we view people by using the word ‘dirt’ can give a child less meaning to his or her life. He knows no better than what he does, for his family and society have taught him these values, money matters. He does not plan on the drug trade culture to be a forever situation, but sees it as a temporary circumstance to be in. It is not “forever” for adults are not the ones selling dope. They are the one in his society that are either killed or locked away until they are middle aged. The lack of older role models around them results in them acting older than their age. This then leads to taking over responsibility among family matters that others are no longer capable of, for one reason or another. These morals of family show that he would rather think about their survival first before think about him and the repercussions that may occur. His family is the meaning of his life. Even when doing time, he is thinking of what will do in the future that can help his sick mother, and if he can
"Who cares man, I got sixty-five for the stereo in that house. And the way I see it, it was all fair," remarked Dre. At this they all burst out laughing and even I joined in for a chuckle. The "KB" was in effect, and our spirits were raised, not to mention our "senses of humor." I leaned back and sat there smiling as they continued to reminisce about their other excursions. I loved to hear about it all, and it was fun learning about drugs and theft, and other things you could put into practice without "really" hurting anyone. I was unknowingly getting an education in "street smarts," and how to "rip people off." I enjoyed learning about it because it all seemed so fun and easy, and only the benefits, such as money, seemed tangible to me, not the consequences of my actions.
I am Modig, Son of Mann, Son of Leof, from the land of Slain Pigs, Dedham.
F’TANG! The annual Christmas day parade began. Everyone clumped up on the street. Garrett, now older than thirty with greyish hair and wrinkles everywhere, sat on a demolished, thrown away sofa. Wearing the pajamas that his father gave him when he was fifteen, he sat there with no emotion. He smelt horrible, even worse than skunk spray. He had a cardboard sign that stated MONEY, PLEASE for orphan homeless NO JOB Help is all I need. Adjacent to the sign was a jar full of coins, probably around fifteen to twenty bucks total. He stood up, and with a limp in his left leg Garrett started walking downtown. The drug stores were reaching out to him like zombies trying to grab him in, but Garrett had one thing on his mind. He wasn’t to waste this money on alcohol or drugs like most of the other homeless people, but he was to obtain the only thing he needed. He needed something to remind him of what he use to have. Maybe to see his old house, where he could remember his goofball dad, who was so sweet and caring. The one who showed him how to be a true gentleman, but Garrett had forgotten his teachings. Or he could imagine his mom, the one who taught him right from wrong, and the one who nursed him when his father passed. The past ten years without his parents was hard for Garrett. He felt like he fell down a never-ending hole, and he knew he could never get