..This morning I slept in, so was running a bit late for sixth form, and called my mate to tell him not to bother waiting for me to walk with him. Anyways, as I was walking I went into the shop to buy a drink, and on my way out, banged into a dodgy looking bloke. I didn't say anything to him but he seemed pissed off.
Five minutes later, this car pulls up in front of me, and three blokes (one being the guy in the shop) got out and before I knew it I was getting punched in the face and kicked in my head. My nose felt like it was broken and I couldn't see out of my left eye properly. The guys got back into the car and sped off immediately after.
I called an ambulance and my mum, and just as I got in, I saw her coming around the corner looking really worried. I gave all my details to the paramedic and everything, and he said there'd be police when I arrived at the hospital.
The journey seemed like it lasted ages, and when I finally got there, I walked through the accident and emergency entrance and a nurse asked me what happened. So I told her Now this is the story all about how my life got flipped, turned upside down and I’d like to take a minute just sit right there I’ll tell you how I became the prince of a town called bel-air. In west philadelfia born and raised on the playground where I spent most of my days chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool and all shooting some b-ball outside of the school when a couple of guys said we’re up in no good started making trouble in my neighbourhood I got in one little fight and my mom got scared and said you’re moving with your aunte and uncle in bel-air. I whistled for a cab and when it came near the licensplate said fresh and had a dice in the mirror, if anything I could say that this cab was rare but I thought now forget it, yo home to bel-air. I pulled up to a house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabby yo, home smell you later. Looked at my kingdom I was finally there to settle my throne as the prince of bel-air
