{\rtf1\ansi\ansicpg1252\deff0\deflang1033{\fonttbl{\f0\fnil\fcharset0 Calibri;}{\f1\fnil\fcharset0 Copperplate Gothic Bold;}{\f2\fnil\fcharset0 Cambria;}} {\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.21.2509;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\sa200\sl276\slmult1\lang9\f0\fs44 Seven at the Golden Shovel \fs36 Yeah we \i real\i0 cool.\par \par \pard\ri-720\sa200\sl276\slmult1\fs32 My name is Razor Davis. I'm going to the Golden Shovel and hang out with my homies. I'm now across from my destination. I'm going to play pool instead of getting my education, well \i we\i0 - not just me- are doing this because we're to cool for school.It's Wednesday morining, 9:30 am and school is already in session. I feel sorry for thoes sukers whoes moms made them go to school, being bored and imprisioned. But if they \ul\i loved\ulnone\i0 school that much then they deserved to let thier brains rot out by sitting for hours listening to teachers drone on about something unimportant. Heh idiots...\par That was me twenty years ago. My name? Razor Mathews. Yeah i got married.To no one good though.What am I doing? Suffering. I have no job, I'm in a abusive marriage to a drug dealer, and since I'm living off of him he can treat me however he wants. God where have I gone wrong? I'm at the lowest place, in the lowest town, in the lowest city. People get shot over here all the time.It's Wednesday moring 9:30 am. I'm cleaning my poor house for my poor life.I wish I was younger. So I can correct my mistakes.\par \f1 How is your clothing different now then when you were younger?\f2\par \f0 My clothing? I dont waer as nice stuff as I use too. All the short skirts, gold jewlry, new shoes, and reavealing shirts. Now I wear basically rags. Grey longsleeved shirt too big for me, loose pants that are forest green too long for my body. I wear sandles. Not anything good looking either. I'm so ashamedof my life. I'm not sure if I can go on anymore. I believe my end is coming near. My family wants nothing to do with me. I;m alone. Who else can I turn to my husband? HA!\par \f1 what political position do you support and why?\par Do you have any favorite recreational activities? how do you enjoy them and why?\par \f2 Political postion? Which ever keeps me fed. If one fits my overall approval then I'll vote for them. Heck the canidates was so poor that I voted for myself. Hahaha. I have no recreational activities. I barely have any leisure time. Actually sleeping hours I guess. \par \f1 are you employed at all?\par \f2 No. I'm not employed\f1 .\f2 I want to though. I can't really get a true job without a highschool deploma. I want a job in law. Like I want to be a lawyer or something along those lines.\par \f1 are you married? do you want any children?\par \f2 Yes I'm married. he wants kids but I'm not going to deal with that. I'm not going to bring any children into this enviroment. Thats murderand cruelty to children. My personal relatioship is me basically being a servantto him and his friends.\par \f1 where did your family live twenty years ago? where are they now? were they supportive of your actions back then? how about now a days?\par \f2 Twenty years ago my family was in the higher parts of the city. Nice small house and a nice enviroment to live in. Now a days... My parentsare dead of old age, my brother has a normal life with a job, a wife, and three beautiful kids. Did they support me back then? NO. Do they support me now? Still no, because where I'm at now is based on what i did back then. Theyalso don't approve the way I 'm letting myself be treated. I wouldn't be in my situation now if I respected myself.\par \f1 do you drink at all?\par \f2 No. I don't drink. I'm too busycleaning or too busybeing scared to drink. I would love to though I would get drunk everyday if I could. The habits compare to the past by my friends drank, and told me all about it. Sure its tempting but my stomic couldn't handle it.\par \f1 what is your dreams? what about twenty years ago?has it changed? how? were you close of achieving it?\par \f2 My dream? To get my life back in order. Go to schooland get a job then marry someone who wouldn't be supporting me. We will support eachother. My dream twenty years ago was to take the high road and mooch off of my husband basically. It changed from being lazy to actually wanting to do something with my life. Well my dream twenty years ago didn't turn out the way I planned but I got it. Now my dreams are so far away I can't even imagine where to start. But boy I'll find a place. \par \f1 what are the names of your friends? how are they related to you?where are they now? what are they doing? describe them.\par \f2 My six friends back then were James Thomas, Jack Buttler, Devantea Holmes, Sheela Wilson. Le Rant Jonesand Lisa Turner. They relate to me because we all have messed up horrible lives now that we wish we can take back. Sheela is in Califorina trying to make ends meet with her husband, James is in jail for robbery, Devanteais in jail for drug use, L Rant is dead, got shot in a gang war. Lisa is on the strret as a prositute and Jack does odd, undesirable jobs to get food. They are terrible people on the outside but inside they are tortured souls.\par \f1 have you met up with your old friends again ever since then? where did you meet them? what did you guys do?\par \f2 We mket up again. Sheela, Lisa, Jack and I at the Golden Shovel just talking about our lives. We decided that we will change our lives and help the youths here that are turning uot like us. Like the young ones now. Here in a bar on a Wednesday morning at 9:30 a. School is already in session and here are seven kids playing pool thinking about the poor suckers stuck at school...\f0\par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \par \fs22\par }