Smacking

Growing up, I’ve always made new friends in each neighborhood I was in, some were good friends and some weren’t good friends ‘Though it might’ve not been a good thing to be friends during the time of the bondament, the label was still friends so it’s always something to cherish because if not for those friends you probably wouldn’t have learned the utensils needed to keep your next friend or maybe getting through a certain situation like defusing a argument because of them having a sensitive nature. I moved to a neighborhood what Is called blue lick it’s predominantly white which I didn’t mind at all at least it was away from the drama I had got into living in the west end what is called Victory Park or at least that’s what I called it. As a young black male growing up in a area of where crime could become persistent if there’s no unity or some kid like gamg wasn’t to fond of each other would make it harder to make friends because of made up territories, anyway I never understood the logic because I’m not territorial. After moving from there things got a lot better and the area was quiet and a lot of the neighborhoods got along seemed like, it was definitely nothing to fight about on living on Blue Lick But it’s been a while so I wouldn’t know the feel now. What I do know is that I made wonderful friends, more than a few. I had two friends in particular I’d hang with everyday… all day and we’d just explore what there was to explore like the creek, we’d all go home get homework done, call each other up then meet up to go play in the creek which I found to be a adventure because I didn’t get into activities like that, we’d find snakes, turtles we would keep as pets, see big pretty fishes swim and even get snapped by the crayfish, Ouch! … those days was fun, very good times. One of those two friends decided to get a boyfriend I was happy for her but the other one wasn’t, one day we hung out walked to the woods, me and my friend left her & her boyfriend alone and we went walking, we was talking and she comes out of nowhere and says do you hear that I was like no, she goes it sound like smacking and she kept making smacking noises from her mouth I asked her what she think it could be she just kept smacking from her mouth, I started laughing so hard because I knew she was hating or playing we had been so far away from them but I payed her no attention. We walked back to see how they were doing and they just seemed like the happiest couple, we walked back to play in the creek & before it got dark we walked each other home. We all had a good time, we chatted about walked to the store to get something to eat but a long day of hanging out time flew by before you know it we was getting on the bus the next morning. Long story short we never spoke of it & I never told the other friend what was being said being that I think they never did anything and I didn’t get into those kind of behavior. After a while we became distant toward each other one of those friends had got a new friend which her new friend wanted to be my boyfriend but he was having a hard time finding himself which I didn’t have a problem with but being that I hadn’t been out yet I was still finding myself also, I never not wanted to be friends but I’m the end things got rocky at home & we ended up moving again and I transferred to a new school so I didn’t see them three at all & for my friends we just grew up & grew apart.