On June 16 – just a few days after school got out – I found out that my mother bought me a ticket to Missouri to visit my granddad and his family.
I was excited because ever since April 28, 2014, when my close friend Endia Martin died, I’ve been ready to leave Chicago.
I was sick of the violence and wanted to get away from it. I also needed a break from my family. I just wanted to get away from my life.
When I left Chicago, I was so happy because I was ready to enjoy time with the other side of my family. I looked forward to going to the water park, the movies and going out to eat every day.
But I started to act up and get really beside myself, which was very unusual. I kept wandering off by myself without permission. The final straw was when I got caught stealing from Walmart.
I was caught and arrested; I really got in a lot of trouble. After I got in trouble, I started to get really home sick, so I bugged my granddad to buy me a ticket back to Chicago.
So I left Missouri, July 16. When I got back to Chicago, it was really boring. I had nothing to do, and I did not have any money.
Every day, I just sleep and call my friends 20 times a day. I started to have second thoughts about going back to Missouri.
Then I found out that some people were having an EndiaWorld FeFe. EndiaWorld is a group of Endia’s friends who refuse to let her memory or her name die. A FeFe is a remembering party.
A lot of us made T-shirts with her picture on them. We make our fingers into an “E” when we take pictures to show we are thinking about her.
So I told my granddad, “Nawl, I’m not going to go back because I want to attend the FeFe.” I am looking looking forward to seeing my friends and honoring the memory of Endia.