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I stayed by my brother, Chris as we made our way up to the dingy brick building. Crack heads littered the sidewalk and prostitutes passed us looking for another place for the night. I didn’t want to be here…but we had no choice. Mom was dead and Dad had full custody over us now. I didn’t think it was fair. How could they make me live with a man that I ain’t never met before, and worst off, it’s in a neighborhood like this. That’s okay though, I had Chris, and he wasn’t afraid of anything. Chris pulled open the door to the apartment building and let me walk in first. Babies hollered. Hispanic children played in the middle of the floor. Gosh, could it get any worse? Chris walked over and handed his paper to the apartment manager.
“E 31?” he asked and pointed around the corner.
“You can either take the elevator or the stairs, I advise the stairs because the elevator gets stuck sometimes.” I looked up at Chris but he paid close attention.
“You take a right and you’ll see a long narrow hallway going both ways, take that left and it’s the third door on the right.”
“aiight, appreciate it.” Chris said walking off with our bags. I followed staring at the manager. He winked at me and it gave me the creeps. He has absolutely no real teeth…I don’t think. We opened the door to the stairs and all kinds of things were in there. I hopped over roaches and stepped over people passed out from alcohol.
“Chris…I don’t want to be here.” I said quietly but he shushed me and we carried on. We reached the top of the stairs and made our way down the halls. Music boomed through apartment doors and arguing could be heard through others. There were gunshots in the walls also. Tears brimmed up in my eyes and Chris pushed me in front of him.
“Walk faster aiight.” he said gently. Chris was never mean to me. He was just protective…maybe too protective sometimes. Chris only yelled at me maybe twice in my entire life time. I was happy that he was a great big brother though. He was the only male influence that I had...possibly the only one i'd know...