a Firends Tale

i'd like to start by saying, that, allthough this could be shown as a trechery, it isn't.


this is a tale of a friend of mine, a very good bloke, i'm not going to say his sensitive and all that crap, but he was, just like i, he did drugs, he partied, all the stuff that a young man does in the ghetto, livin the life, like we say.


my good friend, a normal bloke, well diferent like the others, he liked to read and stuff like that, its not normal that a guy from this part of the projects does things like that. well the thing is, that he joined some thing, i dont what, he told me a few weeks ago. the club he joined in, he met a girl, never thout it would transform him...

in the partys he drank till there was no buzz....he partied, doing a lot of things that i myself regreat now....

no his going to church, turned his back on all the things that made him almost die.

never told me what happen with this girl, they just talked, she wasn't from this part of town, but bever did he say where she was, never showed me a picture, nothin.

he just told me, that if she ever accepts him like he accepts her...he would make her very happy...i know, cause i've known him since he was a kid...he left his ways, i know that, he know's that...the only one who doesnt know is that gial...hpe my bredren tells her, before its to late