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Malik Shabazz

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Hey CN,

This is a short story I wrote. It's called Sallie and it's basically a satire of the American higher education system; in particular the financial aid. The protagonist owes his crazy ex-girlfriend Sallie (as in Sallie Mae) money and she's willing to do anything to get it. I wrote it about a year ago and I would like if you would look at it. Leave reviews please.

Alright, I gotta tell you a story man. About this crazy broad named Sallie. I thought she was cool, but yo she’s nuts! She ended up takin’ all my money, and she’s still askin’ for more. So you tryna’ hear it? Alright man I’m gonna tell you.

Alright, so I had just graduated from high school and I was about to go to college. My pops had just lost his job and we had no idea how we were gonna pay for my tuition. So I met this girl, Sallie, she was hot. I mean H-O-T. Not only was she hot, she was paid. I think she said she had a job with the government or something like that. She said that she could help me pay my tuition, so I thought “Ok, this is cool.” So that semester, I started off at the Community College. In addition, I got a job at McDonalds so I didn’t have to ask my dad for money. I took about four classes, and I didn’t do too well. So my Dad got mad or whatever.

“Son, what’s wrong with these grades?” My dad asks.

“I wasn’t really focused,” I said, “I had work and everything goin’ on, but next semester I will be.”

“You better,” he says, “Anyway what about that girl, she still payin’ your tuition?”

“Yea,” I replied, “why?”

“I don’t know about her son,” My dad says, “Try not to depend on her too much. You can go ahead and ask her for some money this semester, but try to work hard so you can get a scholarship okay?”

“Okay dad,” I replied.

So then right before the next semester, Sallie asked me if I wanted some more money.

“Hey baby, you want some more money?” Sallie asked.

“Umm, yea,” I replied.

“Ok, here’s $2000,” she said, “Remember, you have to pay me back or else we gonna have some problems.”

“Alright, whatever,” I said, thinking she wasn’t serious.

“But hey!” I said, “Can you give me a little bit more money so I can buy my own place?”

“Yea baby, just remember to pay me back,” Sallie replied.

So then I went back to school, and hit the books as hard as I could and I still didn’t do well. Of course my dad got mad at me again.

“Son, I’m takin’ you out,” he said, “Maybe college isn’t for you. I’m not spending all of this money, just so you can keep failing.”

“Alright,” I said, “I’m about to get my own place anyway. I’ll just work and get some money.”

So then Sallie starts blowin’ up my phone:

“So” she says, “I heard you dropped out.”

“Yea, I did,” I replied, “I wasn’t really into the whole school thing.”

“You know you still gotta pay me my money right?” She asks.

“What!” I yelled, “I’m not even in school no more.”

“Boy, I don’t care!” she replied, “You promised me you were gonna pay me back!”

“Girl you trippin,” I replied, “I ain’t payin you nothin’.” After that I hung up the phone.

So after that, I moved in my place. Now she’s writin’ me letters and e-mails, callin’ me, textin’ me askin’ for her money. Every time she would say that there were gonna be consequences. I probably should’ve taken her serious. One day I was comin’ back from work, and I see a bunch of guys takin’ my stuff out of my apartment.

“Whoa, Whoa, Whoa,” I said, “What ya’ll doin?”

“We’ve got orders to repossess your stuff,” one of the dudes say.

“Orders, from who?” I reply.

“This lady named Sallie,” the guy says.

So then Sallie pulls up and says to me, “You should’ve paid me my money, I told you there were gonna be consequences.”

“Damn,” I said, “I didn’t think you were gonna do all this, alright I’m gonna pay you back.”

“Yea, that’s what I thought,” she says. “Alright guys, put his stuff back in his house.”

So now all of the money I get from my job goes to her. I can barely pay my rent, can’t buy food or clothes, and I can’t even afford to put gas in my car. I’m basically poor. Pops can’t help me because he ain’t got no money either, and plus I knew what he was gonna say: “I told you to stay away from that girl.” I’m probably gonna owe her for the rest of my life. Moral of the story is: Whatever it takes, stay away from her. She’s crazy, she’s evil. She don’t care about whether or not you can pay her back, she just wants that money. I’m tellin’ you man, take my situation as an example; your future is in ya’ hands. Peace.

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