Personal Narrative Essay: I Can Never Leave The Hood

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For eighteen years I walked the streets of Richmond where drugs circulated the hands of young thugs like waitresses serving food at a 24-hour diner, crackheads walked the streets like zombies in an apocalypse and the stench of trash lingered in the air. But this never bothered me because it was all I knew and besides I had Jesse. I thought the saying “you can never escape the hood” was just a myth. It wasn’t until I turned 18, that I discovered the truth about the hood. I never thought my love for a thug, our ambition to leave the hood, and bad company could nearly cost us our life. I remember it like it was yesterday, the day we realized we had to leave our hood. I found out that I was pregnant one Friday morning so I decided not to go to work. I picked up my cell phone and called Jesse, he picked up and I blurted out “I’m pregnant”. The conversation fell silent then Jesse said “I’ll be over in 5”. As I waited for him on the steps of my front door I began to cry. In the distance I could faintly see his perfectly caramelized skin, coral pink lips and hazel eyes as if he were right next to me. As he walked up to me he reached out his hand and I followed him. …show more content…

They were the scum of our town wearing dirty torn up clothes, smelling like garbage itself and always begging for a dollar. Then I looked to the crease of the streets and noticed all the discolored empty beer bottles and cigarette buds that looked like they lived there their whole lives there. This image of my city began to disgust me, and I thought to myself how could I raise a baby in this? “we gotta leave this place, I can’t raise my girl or boy here” I said to Jesse. He looked around and nodded back with

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