Sonny Blues

Reading this story usually one doesn’t get emotional or by any means starts to cry. The emotion I felt while reading this story was overwhelming almost unbearable. Reading about the addiction to drugs was hard and just like the flashbacks in the book I had rapid flashbacks in my head causing me to just not read this at all for a while. I didn’t grow up in the civil rights movement I don’t know the feeling of having your family torture in a way by white men. The closes thing I can relate is a drug deal gone badly. See I was addicted to not only pills, cocaine, and weed but I was a seller too. Heroin is one I didn’t use recreational but I had a form of it in hospitals, probably most people have had a form of it and they didn’t even know. Heroin so addicting and powerful because of the morphine mixed with the opium poppy. When getting off drugs, the withdraws are intense and usually you don’t make it with a good support system. This is kind of weird for me because I can relate to Sonny and then also to his older brother. While coming to southeastern, there have been plenty of my friends gone to jail for possession or under the influence of sometime type of drug. One that hit me hard like in the story, I guess we could be considered brothers in a way. Reason being I can relate is we made a promise to get out together to leave from the trap. Well it worked for me and not for him. I guess you can say I was pissed at him for a while when I heard what happen but after snacks was killed I reached out to him and he did the same. I can connect to this story in so many ways. There were plenty more tragedy events that happen that pushed us closer and now his ironically in the army shaped up and fighting for our freedom.