When I met him, I had a lot of anger inside of me. I’ve lived my whole life in Spanish Harlem, but in my neighborhood, there are shoot-ups all the time. I know kids who have been shot or beaten up.
A gentle breeze blew through Jennifer’s hair. The golden red sun was 41 . She was on the beach, looking up at the fiery（火红的）ball. She was 42 by its color, deep red in the midd
