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Dope Sick
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Author: Walter Dean Myers
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ain’t stupid, man. I just needed to get paid. Drugs and business don’t go together.”
    â€œI always wondered why they put those candles on the sidewalk,” Kelly said.
    â€œWhat candles?”
    â€œYou know, where they find the body,” he came back. “They put candles on the street and write stuff on the wall like ‘June Bug, we love you,’ and ‘RIP.’”
    â€œThat’s a memorial to whoever it was got killed,” I said. “You didn’t know that? Where you live? If you from around here, you should know that.”
    â€œYeah, I know that, but why candles and flowers after the killing when half the time they didn’t even know the dude before he got killed? Or some girl got killed or some baby got killed,” Kelly said. “Don’t make no sense to me.”
    â€œSo you ain’t the smartest sucker in the world,” I said. “Nothing wrong with that. But those candles and the flowers and the good-byes written on the wall is like a sign of respect and love.”
    â€œWhy you showing love to somebody you don’t know?”
    â€œLater for all this mouth running.” I was getting tired. “How I’m going to get out of here?”
    â€œYou think the police are creeping up on you?”
    The truth was that Kelly was creeping up on me. He was making me jumpy. He looked like street and he talked like street, but something was telling me different.
    â€œAll I want to do is get some distance from here,” I said. “That’s straight up. You got some ideas how I can do that?”
    â€œBy changing something you did,” Kelly said, “making it all different. Look to me like you’ve been making garbage for a while and dragging it with you. Now you need to get out of here, and that garbage is weighing you down.”
    Somebody had their radio going, and I heardit playing a drum-and-bass jam. It was pounding like my heart was pounding, but it had more rhythm.
    â€œI’m going to make something different with that television and your remote?” I asked. “You got to come up with a stronger line than that, man.”
    â€œYou got a better idea?” Kelly asked. “You standing here shaking and sweating and wondering if you gonna make it through the night. You ain’t got nothing going on, so you might as well keep watching the tube and working your brain to figure out where you need to be making some changes.”
    â€œDid I tell you that you’re a spooky-ass chump?”
    â€œI don’t know about the chump part, but I like being spooky,” Kelly said. “You know, like you meet up with somebody in the dark and they see you spooky, they start paying attention. Like you paying attention.”
    â€œWhatever. Anyway, I’m still working on that day. If that day was different.”
    â€œYou mean getting up in the morning?” Kellyasked. “You want to stay in bed?”
    â€œThat might have helped, but I’m really talking about what happened with the cop,” I said. “Yo, you got any aspirins up in here?”
    â€œYour arm hurting?”
    â€œWhy you think I need the aspirins? You know my arm is hurt.”
    â€œOkay, so let’s get back to yesterday and the cop.” Kelly ignored my arm hurting. “Rico was tasting Dusty’s stuff, but you wasn’t using nothing?”
    â€œHow many times I got to tell you?” I said.
    â€œThree’s a good number,” Kelly said. “But it don’t make no never mind to me. You the one looking for a change. I don’t need to change.”
    â€œYou sitting up here by yourself watching television in this stink hole is what you want to be doing?” I asked. “You look like you need a change to me.”
    â€œCheck it out, Lil J,” Kelly said. “You got the Nine and all I got is the remote and the television looking out on the world. But I can walk on out of
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