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It was nearly morning and the streets were empty,nobody came when he screamed for help.so he stumbled home to get my uncle to help my mom get out the car.”she wont move,”he kept saying.”she wont wake up!”

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Sometimes, when Ms Laverne asks us to write in class, its to hard for me, the words dont want to come.i see you guys all writing and writing and I want to do that too.but the words i write want to come out is spanish,not english.and people are always saying,’speak english! Speak english!’ not you guys!

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“Because now there was a sadness in the rooom like a think gray ghost at my shoulder i had been talking fast to cover it with my words,send it through the window,but i couldn’t.”

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“Will my dad always be in prison?” i asked sleepily

“Not always.”

“But when he comes home can i still live with you?”

“We have time hales.”

I pulled his hand back to my head. He rubbed it until i fell asleep

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Pg. 71,69. Amari says “That little boy should not have been dying he should have been free”) 

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Pg. 71,69. Amari says “That little boy should not have been dying he should have been free”) 

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“Whenever I jump off a swing it feels like it feels like i'm flying. It feels like I'm more free than anything. That boy should have been having that feeling. He shouldn't have been feeling like he was dying. He should have been feeling like he was free.”

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Pg. 68. Holly’s mom says “it wouldn't have happened if the boy was white.” 

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Pg. 68. Holly’s mom says “it wouldn't have happened if the boy was white.” 

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“Id seen the papers and heard Hollys mom and dad talking about a boy who got killed for playing with a toy gun.Hollys mom said that it wouldn't have happened if that boy was white, and Holly's dad had nodded

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No disrespect to you, Ashton, but it sort of sucks that you can still go to the park with that gun and not have to worry about getting killed. It’s okay, Aston said.

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In June, just before the school year ended, we met in the ARTT room one last time. Amari said, I’m gonna miss you guys. Me too, Tiago said. Me too, Ashton said. You guys are awesome. There was air in the room where Esteban’s Me too would have been.

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I don't like when you call me rich girl, Mar, she said. Amari Shrugged. Then I won't anymore. That's all you had to say

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Ashton, Amari, Esteban and tiago left the school together walking four across. So close that their shoulders were touching. Me and Holly walked behind them. A double wall against the neckers who were waiting right outside the school yard.

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Haley telling her classmates that her uncle always says “That when you tell stories, it's like letting out all the scared inside of you.” “It’s like you help stuff make sense.” Haley said. Esteban looked down at the jacket he had draped over his lap. Then he started touching it gently, like he was remembering something about it.

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“When you talk, Esteban, it's like I can see everything you say. Your words draw pictures for me. I know that sounds crazy but they do.” Esteban smiled. “That's what papi says too. He says poems are tiny pictures.” Esteban said.

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“One friday just as we entered the artt room without saying a word,Ashton and Amari

Started moving our desks.they arranged them around Estaban at the window.none of us said anything, but Esteban looked up. Then he smiled.”

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“Like the way people sometimes look at me just because i have an accent and like Amari with the guns and Estaban with his papi.everybody even me i said.the first thing people saw was my hair than my skin”

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Ashton, Amari, Esteban and tiago left the school together walking four across. So close that their shoulders were touching. Me and Holly walked behind them. A double wall against the neckers who were waiting right outside the school yard.

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he said “you cant be running around the playground with that water gun, for one.or that nerf gun, or that little light up key ring gun you got from your aunt last year? You cant even put it in your pocket any more”.

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Ashton, Amari, Esteban and Tiago left the school together walking four across. So close that their shoulders were touching. Me and Holly walked behind them. A double wall against the neckers who were waiting right outside the school yard.

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I told you I’d keep you safe,though. That you didn't have to worry. And that you’d see your daddy again soon. I told you I loved you and that I’d always take care of you,

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“They took my papi. They came to his job when he was leaving and they said he didnt belong in his country. Maybe always in his heart he knew this day was coming.”

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“Once me and my mom were walking down the block speaking in Spanish, this guy yelled at us, “This is America, Speak English! But I’m from Puerto Rico, and Puerto Rico is a part of the United States of America too, so Spanish should be American, right?”

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“Holly smiled at me and nodded, giving me a thumbs-up. I felt lighter. Free somehow. Like I’d been carrying the weight of that story in me, not even knowing it was heavy. Like so many bricks had been lifted on me.”

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“‘Perrito. Perrito. Perrito.’ I wasn’t scared. He just kept looking more and more peaceful. And then his breath kept getting faster and faster like maybe in his mind he was somewhere winning a race. And this his breathing stopped. And his eyes closed. I put my face against his head and said, ‘You won, Perrito. You won the race.’”

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Haley, I heard Amari say. You okay Red?

I nodded but kept my head down.

It’s beautiful, I choked out.

He said he is going to write me more poems, Esteban said. He said he’ll write them util we’re all together again.

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“They took my papi. They came to his job when he was leaving and they said he didnt belong in his country. Maybe always in his heart he knew this day was coming.”