Lupe
nashai
It was the first day of high school, and Lupe was so ready. “I am so ready”, Lupe thought to himself. High school’s going to be decent,” Lupe kept telling himself constantly. “A fresh start from middle school.” But that was just a thought. And as soon as he started to have a disappointing attitude, as months went by the kids started treating him like an outsider. “Look at the fat weirdo,” Someone would shout and then the whole crowd around him would start to laugh uproariously.
See Lupe wasn’t like most of the kids. He was really fat and he wore these big glasses. You know, like the ones your grandma probably wore back in the day that made her eyes look really small. He was short, but yet he always these khaki high waters that come past his belly button. A polo button up shirt would always be tucked into his khakis and he was kind of weird. He was really quiet. And not a pretty girl in the back of the room quiet, a suspicious quiet. From time to time you would catch him talking to hismself or twitching. It was kind of sad, but instead of helping him out like nice people, the kids teased him like their mean selves. He felt like an outsider and this would be a daily routine for Lupe. Getting picked on and going to class would be-basically apart of his day. But there is so much a person can take.
So one Sunday Lupe was on his step with his friend Norman. And they’re on their chill, laid back and Lupe comes out of nowhere and says, “Yo Norman, you know you like one of my best friends right?” Norman looks at Lupe in a weird balled-up face and hesitantly says, “Yea.”
“So just take care of my mom and sister man, I love’em to death.”
Norman is silent and doesn’t say anything.
“You hear me dawg!”
“Y-Yea , I hear you man, but why you say dat like you going somewhere?”
Lupe gets teary-eyed and just flags his hand at Norman and , “Whatever man, just forget it I’ll holla atchu tomorrow.” And leaves Norman sitting on the step looking stupid.
It’s Monday morning and he wakes up to get ready for school. While he’s walking to his dad’s room, he smiles, and then begins to laugh. Lope thought if you can’t stop them, what else can you do. “They wanna play wit me,” he says, “I got’em.” He goes under his dad’s mattress and pulls out his dad’s shiny, silver pistol. It was small and he could see his self through the clean metal. He looks at the reflection of his self and grins. Lupe walks to school with a huge smirk on his face. “What are you smiling at, you fat weirdo, thinking about food?” “You really wanna see?” Lupe says . “Yea,” the boy says, kind of shocked that Lupe spoke back. Lupe slowly goes in his pants and pulls out the pistol. The boy looks at the gun and starts yelling, “Oh my- And before he could finish his sentence Lupe shoots him. BAM! Before you knew it he starts targeting his victims who made his school year hell. Kweli, BAM! Clifford, BAM! And a lot more others. Know. He was done. There was just one more person-himself. See Lupe knew what he did, and he knew the consequences. So with not even a second though he puts his dad’s pistol to his head, prays to God and apologizes for what he id and BAM!
Friday, December 7, 2007
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