Valentine, Valentine Lots of chocolate, some candy and maybe some wine, Valentine, Valentine Would you be mine? All the time?
CAUSE NO.————————————— THE STATE OF SHOCK IN THE SUPREME
Save Our Youth, Don't Shoot!
Lori Lightfoot (Mayor of Chicago) Dear, Mayor Lori Lightfoot, Greetings, Mayor Lightfoot. My name is Leavie Scott. I am a 43 year old African American man who was born and raised in the city of Chicago, Illinois. I am a hard-working man and a father of six children and I love helping other people. I have a passion to help young boys and young men because I know what it's like growing up as a young black man in Chicago, as well as the state of Wisconsin. I have experienced many things in life that both changed me and molded me into the man I am today. I want to reach out to other young boys an men in the city of Chicago.
Chapter 16 Sean was "Thugged" out in a hoodie and baggie jeans. Boo-G looked like a "Rough-neck" and was one who frequently engaged in destructive behavior and action. Boo-G, also had a broken "Five Point Star" tattoo on his left hand. Which demonstrated the hatred and animosity for the other rival gangs. Lucinda sat apart from the boys with several other girls. They sat whispering together excitedly about the rumors around school of Big Shorty's encounter with the other gangs.
Living On The Inside Looking Out
PRISONERS "We want them to be SELF-WORTHY.... So we take or DESTROY what they have of VALUE.
Chapter 14 "Wake up, Tyrone! It's time for breakfast!", Helena shouted as she nudged her head through the crack of the door while holding her Barbie doll. She stared at her brother for a moment, then slowly back out and walked down the stairs. Big Shorty roused himself out of bed, still feeling the sensation of the throbbing pain from his fresh tattoo. "I'm still high and sure is hungry", cut into his thoughts as he sat on his bed and stretched his arms and legs.
Chapter 12 Big Shorty noticed the cell phone that he had gotten through a trade with a crackhead. It was still on his dresser, in the same spot next to the bags he had used to bag up his product. He stared at the phone and the baggies on his dresser, he wasn't about to let the lightest remembrance of hustling perish. He noticed that he was smelling like his grandpa's expensive cologne. He liked the smell and thought it accentuated his neatly ironed khakis and crisp white cotton shirt.
Chapter 13 The smell of fried chicken came from Jello's townhouse as Jello sniffed the air. "I came to get that tatted on my back", Big Shorty said as he pointed at Dinky-G's back. "Where did you find Big Shorty?", asked Jello. He looked over to Big Shorty and continued, "I thought you was an old fashioned house arrest." They all stepped inside Jello's house and heard Jay-Z's "Big Pimpin" blaring out over the sound system. Nina, Jello's in-house coochie, was frying chicken and puffing a blunt. She was wearing nothing but panties and a t-shirt. Jello walked up to Nina, who was standing over the stove, and sucked on her finger like it was a rib tip.