Chapter 1
    I was walking down the sidewalk in Detroit Michigan, past the Shady Records building, a building that I wish I could just walk right into, but te have to have a special pass to get in. My friend, Megan, and I learned that the hard way back in 2000 when we tried to walk in just to check it out. This large black guy and his stupid friend threw us out the back door, and told us that if we ever did that again they'd call the cops, and we'd go to jail for break in o something, but that was two years ago. They should have just let us off with a warning, but they...

“You know what!” te yell at your son. He stops… “You’re grounded!” te yell.
“What? Why?” he asks, he looks confused and surprised.
“Never mind!” te scream at him. te run upstairs to your room, slam the door shut and lay down on the bed. “Stupid kid!” te say to yourself. Jake opens the door and walks in.
“Did I do something wrong?” he asks.
“No, go away!” te yell. He just leaves the room confused. te start to think of Marshall again. te scream. The door starts to open again… “No!” te yell and he stops. (wow. *giggle giggle*)
It’s been three days...

“I…I … I cant tell you,” te say softly.
“Yes te can,” she says with a smile as te walk towards home. te sigh then look down at the ground.
“Fine,” te say. “I’ll tell you, but not here, lets go over there!” te say and point towards the woods, te grab her arm and start to quickly walk towards the woods.
“Ahh, mostra down!! What could be so secret that te have to drag me to the woods to tell me,” she says as te get to the woods and she gets away.
“Cause,” te say. “I’ll tell you, but te got to swear that te wont tell, my mom, o anybody, nobody at all!”...

Chapter 2
Oh great it’s probably that creepy garbage man again. I thought. I turned around anyway, my eyes widened, I felt my face turn red, I couldn’t believe who was standing in front of me. I felt embarrassed. He just stared at me, with a look that just says hello. I opened my mouth thinking I was going to say something. Nothing came out I quickly shut my mouth and took a step back, about to walk away. “No, don’t run,” he said, his voice was so sweet.
“I… Umm…. Em…Eminem…uhh… hello?” I stuttered nervously with a stupid grin on my face, after I knew he wasn’t mad...

“Hello?” Marshall answers.
“Hey, uh… Can te do me a favor?” te ask hoping he’d say yes. te sit down on the bed.
“Sure, yeah,” he says.
“Could Jake come and stay at your house this weekend? Im going out of town and I don’t really wanna leave him here alone,” te say.
“Ummm….Well… I don’t know…,” he says.
“Please Marshall… to tell te the truth I don’t trust him here alone,” te say like your begging him. He laughs slightly.
“I think he’ll be fine,” he says. “Besides Im going outta town too,” he says.
“Oh… Why didn’t te just say that in...

It’s your stupid loser of a brother. te grab onto Marshalls arm hoping to get away unnoticed da your brother. It’s too late te feel a hand on your shoulder. te turn around to look but it’s not your brother its one of his druggie friends. Hes younger than the others. In fact hes Marshall’s age and his name is Cory, hes a skinny black boy with a shaved head. “Get your hands off her!” Marshall demands pulling Cory’s hand off your shoulder.
“Whoa don’t get mad Marshall, I didn’t mean nothing da it,” Cory clams as he backs a bit back away from Marshall.
“Better not,” Marshall...

“Lily wake up, your gonna be late for school!” your mom yells shaking you… te open your eyes slowly….
“Huh?” te ask. “Its Monday already?” te ask confused thinking that it was only supposed to be Sunday…
“Yes, te must have been very tired last night,” te mom says with a smile……
“Yeah cause I don’t remember even going to bed,” te say. *wait… that sounds very bad* te think to yourself… your mom just smirks at you.. te give her a funny look she ignores it and walks out the room.
“Get dressed!” te hear her call back. te sigh and stand up… te slowly...

Newest Poem for my preferito artist <3 I Amore te Marshall!! Enjoy!!

Why are te mad?
Because I have a big mouth?
Don't like the back talk?
Can't stand the backlash?
Too bad!!
I'm gonna be crass!
Better put a visor on...
Because I'm gonna back-splash all over your ass!

Did te remember to bring a towel?
I wouldn't want te to get a rash.
I know I already done gave te whiplash, with all my back and forth.
Now be a good sport, shut your mouth!
I don't need any retort.
I get enough bullshit recourse from people's revenge.

I'm a smart culo te said?
What? te think that's gonna get to me?
Gonna get in my...

Marshall gets out of bed, he goes over to the window. te sit up and te can see who’s at the window. Its Ronnie…. “What are te doing here so late its almost 10,” Marshall states.
“I know its late, I don’t care, besides I couldn’t leave until my Mom went to bed,” he says.
“So your point?” Marshall asks….
“Well earlier today I was on my way home with some things and Lily comes running down the street, she shoved me and some other people outta the way and … I don’t know it was odd,” Ronnie says. “Can I ask her what that was if shes here?” he asks.
“She is, but...

te jump up and go out to the living room, your mom is still passed out. “Mother?!” te yell. “Didn’t that crash wake te up?” te say even louder getting closer to her. She sits up, looks around then stops and stares towards you. (FUCK! I cant type ugh I have spelling issure see ISSUES!!! Today ugh… ugh I hear annoying children)
“That te Jim,” she slurs while squinting at you. (Jim = Debbie boyfriend)
“No, its your son. What the hell was that crash?” te ask, sort of mad.
“I didn’t hear such a thing,” she says like she did but don’t really care.
“You would say that....

[Royce Da 5'9"]
First verse, uh
I’m on ’til I’m on a island
My life’s ridin’ on the Autobahn on autopilot
Before I touch dirt, I’ll kill te all with kindness
I kill ya, my natural persona’s much worse
You’ve been warned if you’ve been born o if te can form
Slap up a cop and then snatch I'm out of his uniform
Leave him wit’ his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on
And hang him da his balls from the horn of a unicorn
Y’all niggas’ intellect mad slow, y’all fags know
Claimin’ te bangin’, te flamin’
Bet te could light your own cigarette witcha asshole
Me and Shady deaded...

Abigail (Abby) te prefer to be called Abby Marie Miller, te are 33 years old.. (2009)
Growing up te lived in Minneapolis Minnesota, which isn’t too much better from where te live now in Detroit Michigan. Why te live there? Well your husband Jordan John Miller forced te and your son Jake to sposta there when Jake Jordan Miller was 4 years old he got a great job there…. te do live on the good side of Detroit but that don’t stop te from seeing the crappy side….. Jake is 13 now…
Your mom died when te were 16 she got cancer and passed away. te lived with your father his name is...

Eminem (THE POUND FOR POUND KING OF RAP)
hAVE U READ ABOUT WHAT NICK cannone detto ABOUT EMINEM?

HERE ARE SOME FROM NICK CANON'S BLOG.

…” Then I felt sorry for him because he must really be stuck in the past. Not only has his Musica not evolved, but also homeboy is still obsessed with my wife, the same female that wouldn’t let him get to secondo base from 8 years ago! He even describes his desperate lameness in this bad excuse for storytelling track. That’s some real middle school shit right there! (What type of grown culo man lies about getting with a chick) Only Slim Lamey! LOL!

You can’t...

It’s that fact black guy from on the bus this morning. te glare at him as Marshall starts to walk away… “Come on,” Marshall says though his teeth. te run to catch up with him.
“Hey come back here!” the boy yells. te keep walking with Marshall. te look back and hes following te guys with something behind his back. te get stopped da a group of people walking to their classes. Marshall turns around to see where that kid went…. He chucks a chunk of ice at Marshall, it hits him in the chest.
“Owww… asshole!” Marshall yells. “Lets get outta here,” Marshall says pulling...

It’s about two weeks later on a Saturday. te haven’t seen Marshall for this whole time. According to Jake, he says Hailie detto that her dad has been in the studio for the last two weeks working on stuff for Relapse 2 and some things for others. te really wish te could see him, te think you’re about ready to tell him the whole truth about how te like him, and that te were lying to him about not liking him. te also plan to tell him about Jordan, and how he’s the reason, te never wanted to get into a relationship until te met, and got to liking Marshall. te plan to tell him...

“What do te think you’re doing?!” an adult type lady yells. Shes got some weird bushy hair do that is blonde, she looks kinda old but still young. And she looks like she does drugs a lot.
“Mom! What are te doing here?” Marshall ask immediately letting go of your hand. te just stand there sort of scared staring at the two of them.
“You better get your culo home boy,” says the lady pointing back behind her as if his house was right there.
“I was, I was just gonna bring Lily home. Do te mind?” Marshall smarts off. He looks very angry with his mother.
“No! You’re coming home...

“Hey Nick,” te say with a smile while looking up from your dresser with pictures of te and your Friends on it. He glares at te as he sets his bag down. “What? Have a bad giorno o something?” te ask.
“Kinda, that school is full of a bunch of fags,” he says.
“That’s nice,” te say looking at him funny. “So is my school,” te say.
“Hey,” Marshall says sitting te lightly.
“I didn’t mean you,” te say and hit him back. “So calm down,”
“So who is this?” Nick asks.
“My friend Marshall,” te say. Marshall gives Nick a slight smile.
“Ok,” Nick says and does...

“Who is it?” te ask your mother as she comes back into the kitchen.
“I don’t know, he just asked for te two,” your mother explains and sits down at the table… te and Marshall look at each other confused, te both sort of hesitate to move. “Well aren’t te gonna go talk to him?” your mom asks.
“Uh what does he look like?” Marshall asks quickly.
“Hes kinda fat, and hes black. Why?” she asks confused.
“Uhh how bout te tell him that we just left,” Marshall says figuring its DeAngelo.
“Hes gonna ask were we went, te know that,” te say though your teeth to Marshall....

“Abby! What the hell is the matter with you?” Wanda, your friend from high school asks as she enters your office. te look up at her with no expression on your face. “You’ve been staring at that same damn paper for 30 minutes. And te have that same expression on your face,” shes says. te still don’t answer her “Whats wrong!?” she yells at te and closes the door, she sits down in one of the chairs like shes one of your clients o something.
“I don’t feel like talking about it,” te say with the same expression on your face that te have had for the past 30 minuti according...