In my opinion, T.J.'s behavior shows that he has I really bad or horrible personality. This is important because he will never make no friends or nobody will trust him anything, which may result in him becoming hurt or depressed.
I was passing throw some crops when suddenly a group of men coming out of work came out of a nowhere. These men where talking about how hard it was to work in the crops when suddenly their conversation changed. They started talking about the "Night Men". They had said that the over heard a white man thinking about doing an attack on an old black man. This shocked me! After that, one of the men had turned around and noticed me. He said to stop getting into their bushiness! I had to with all respect given, but I felt very sad for the old man if there talk was true. I remember seeing one man being taken by night men a couple weeks ago. I had no power to stop or do anything to help. I just continued my day, but frighten.
I had a good life. It might of been crazy, but fun. I was working as carpenter. Man oh man, how I miss that job.
I enjoyed seeing everyone happy. As well as my self. Working hard also made me happy. It gave me confidence.
I came from the state of New York. Also I was from New York City. I had been working on new huge buildings. Buildings you couldn't even imagine!
I miss seeing my old best friends. I miss seeing everyone happy. Things crashed and I had to leave my peaceful place called home. But most importantly, I miss my family.
As I'm entering the shelter for the night, something catches my eye. It was a group of men that were white and had many cars. I have hear of these men from stories and they fitted the description. These men were called "Night Men Group". I was very scared when I had noticed that it was them! I thought these men were after me! I thought this because I had told a white man off. I tried to get in the shelter as fast as I can! Full of panic, I did anything in my power to get away from the sight of those men. As I walk into the shelter, a older black man had came up to me and asked "did you see those night men?" and I replied saying yes. After that the man just walked away, but very scary with panic. Once I had finally gone to bed, I was awaken by the sound of a man screaming! I had just one glimpse of the seen where the sound came from. It was the old man being taken away with the night men! I was the only man who saw this incident. I was very scared not knowing what to do! I could not sleep so I tried to tell some of the people who were asleep and didn't notice anything, but they never believed me! By the next day, a article had came out in the news paper saying "Another Black Man Tared!". It shocked me to notice that there was a photo of the same old man who was taken! I had reported the crime to the police, but they believed I was crazy because nobody had seen people being taken away by Night Men. Not being able to work due to my unemployment, I couldn't get it out of my head. Now I must focus on finding a job. Its hard to notice how people never really cared for black people and I wished all stopped. Anyways I still must find a job to keep my self a life...