My mom just found my gun, now I'm grounded for 5 monthes.
I decided to bring my gun to school, you know, to show it to my friends. They would think I'm cool and all since I have a gun. It was just a normal handgun, I stole it from my dad, since he just kept it in his closet for years. He didn't even notice. So, anyway, It was report card day. My mom asked where it was, and i said in my bookbag. She opened up my book bag and found the gun. She got scared and said "you’re moving with your auntie and uncle in bel-air!" I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said "fresh" and had a dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare, but I thought "nah forget it, yo homes to bel-air!" I pulled up to the house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabby "yo, home smell you later." I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, to sit at my throne as the prince of bel-air.