his parents to their own assumptions, which were pretty much correct by his allegations I could only mutter out a whisper “Did you just say that anyways. Adam is dead, what happened?” “Oh snaps, | thought you knew, where T then called around a couple of mutual friends to see if anyone had have you been girl, under a rock or something?” Marcus was less than heard from him. Everyone I spoke to pointed their fingers in the same sensitive about his statements. “He got shot in the head by two black guys direction and the worst place possible, Ritchie’s house. One of his best who got suspicious when their usual supplier didn’t show up, your boy friends told me of how bad he was doing, “He’s not the same guy T.J was so fucked up he didn’t even remember to turn up at Ritchie’s for anymore, and all he cares about is the next high he gets. If we don’t get the delivery, so Ritchie sent Adam alone and now he’s dead.” Adam was anything for him he just loses it and goes off somewhere.” It was hard to a sweet kid who just happened to be born living on the wrong block. Best hear how badly affected my best friend was and a part of me secretly friends with T.J since childhood, the two were inseparable until puberty hoped they weren’t right. Still defending him, | told everyone I had spoke hit and even then they would chase girls together. Adam followed in TJ's too while trying to find him that T.J would be fine, he’s just probably every footstep, mimicking his shadow, if T.J jumped off the Eifel Tower going through a bad phase, like we all do sometimes and needs people to then so would Adam so when T.J got hooked on drugs consequently have his back more than ever now. I was pretty much laughed at on the Adam did too, leading ultimately to his death. Wanting to end the spot, most people that I considered my friends at the time were only conversation with Marcus quickly I scribbled down the phone number on friends by association. As long as we all looked the part, acted the part, a bl