He Giveth, He Taketh Away

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Pink cake, pink dress, pink flowers; Kisha’s Quinceanera. On bended knee her father took her slippers off, and slipped on her silver high-heels shoes.
The noise of his car starting up, filled the garage at 10 o’clock pm, he was leaving work.
A silver crown was placed on Kisha’s head as if she has just won prom queen.
A gun raised to Mickey’s head as the word “drive” was screamed into his ears. He drove into the dark night crossing into D.C.
He picked her up out of her princess chair, smiled at her while the music filled the room as they began gliding across the floor.
“Park here”, he ordered. Thump was the sound Mickey made as he hit the ground face first. Bang, Bang, Bang was the sound that echoed through the air. Then tires screeching followed, as his car disappeared in the night.
We all joined in on the dance floor and danced the night away.
By the changing of her shoes and her first dance with her father, my cousin was now a woman. My cousin had transformed into a women while life for my other cousin was taken away.
Waking up the next morning to the phone ringing at 8 am was very unwelcomed considering, I had just went to bed about six hours earlier. My mom came running into my room. “Mickey! He is gone he is dead. ” I looked at her, felt my heart swell, and knelt at the side of my bed and began to pray.
My family partied while one of us was dying in a D.C ally. Just ten hours ago we were all celebrating Kisha’s entrance into women hood, and then in a matter of seconds, we were mourning.


Life is short and can change in a matter of seconds.