My boy R.D.

My friend R.D. got held back in the fifth grade. His twin sister got held back too. I still remember a conversation I had with him when I had moved on the sixth grade. I said “I’m in sixth grade now… Sorry.” He said “It’s actually kind of fun (taking grade 5 again.)”

The following year I moved on to seventh grade and by the time I got to eighth grade and he would have been a seventh grader I still never saw him.

I never did know what happened to him.

Peace.

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Published by Mr. Debrezion Berhe Gebre

I write so my words and story can last longer than me. My name is Debrezion; I’m also known as Derezion, Dee or Azen. I always know where I’m at by what people call me. I enjoy church, using computers, and of course writing. I’ve been to Ethiopia twice. I was reared in California, USA but my parents are from Ethiopia. I’m lucky to be alive and I should thank God for that.

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