{"id":30,"date":"2005-09-02T14:59:00","date_gmt":"2005-09-02T14:59:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/thepoint\/?p=30"},"modified":"2016-08-04T22:44:53","modified_gmt":"2016-08-05T02:44:53","slug":"the-wild-things","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/thepoint\/2005\/09\/the-wild-things\/","title":{"rendered":"The Wild Things&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/psolis.com\/thepoint\/wp-content\/uploads\/WildThings_large-791961.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/psolis.com\/thepoint\/wp-content\/uploads\/WildThings_large-791954.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><br \/>Today, I decided to go to the library after school. It&#8217;s been over two weeks that I&#8217;ve been there and I&#8217;m dying to get a book called &#8220;Where the Wild Things Are.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>It is a story of a kid who is not understood at home and runs off to a land where he is king of his kind &#8211; the &#8220;Wild Things.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>There&#8217;s nobody home anyway so what&#8217;s the use of hurrying home to be alone. <\/p>\n<p>I walk down 156th Street on my usual path and normally I don&#8217;t run into any trouble, but today is different. A few blocks from the school, past Prospect Ave, there&#8217;s a store where I usually stop to get some candy. The owner is really nice. He talks with me not to me. Always concerned for me being alone. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Do your parents know that you are out here alone?&#8221; he questions me.<br \/>\n&#8220;Sure they know. They let me go to the library.&#8221; I reply, with my tough guy voice, so that he won&#8217;t know that I am telling him a lie. <\/p>\n<p>No matter what I tell him, he always treats me nice. One time when I did not have any money, he gave me candy for free. <\/p>\n<p>As I approach the store, a bunch of Savage Skulls come charging out the door and bump into me. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What the hell kid! Why did you bump into me?<br \/>\nHis friend adds &#8220;Yeah! what the hell kid!&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>He grabs me by the chest and lifts me off the ground. At that moment the owner of the store runs out and yells <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Get out of here you bunch of animals! You wild things!!&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>They all ignore him and continue as if they were the kings of this domain &#8211; nobody can touch them. They ignored the screaming lady and ignore me as I yell at them <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;let me down!&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>As I&#8217;m dangling, another guy grabs my feet and pulls them up. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Nice Keds kid!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/psolis.com\/thepoint\/wp-content\/uploads\/chuck0h-773048.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/psolis.com\/thepoint\/wp-content\/uploads\/chuck0h-773044.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a>He pulls out a knife and reaches down to cut the laces in order to take them off my feet, when Max &#8211; the leader of the &#8216;wild things&#8217; walks out the door. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Put him down! Lets get out of here before the pigs come! Lets go!&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Boy that is the closest I&#8217;ve come to loosing my&#8230; Well, I can&#8217;t draw myself to say it. <\/p>\n<p>The owner takes me inside and gives me a glass of water and some free ice cream. Wow! <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I know that life is hard here, but I never thought this would happen.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Needless to say I did not make it to the library for my book. <\/p>\n<p>I just went home to where my warm supper must be waiting for me.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Today, I decided to go to the library after school. It&#8217;s been over two weeks that I&#8217;ve been there and I&#8217;m dying to get a book called &#8220;Where the Wild Things Are.&#8221; It is a story of a kid who is not understood at home and runs off to a land where he is king &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/psolis.com\/thepoint\/2005\/09\/the-wild-things\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;The Wild Things&#8230;&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[28],"tags":[11,13,10],"class_list":["post-30","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-the-bronx","tag-gangfight","tag-neighborhood","tag-savageskulls"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/thepoint\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/30","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/thepoint\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/thepoint\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/thepoint\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/thepoint\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=30"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/thepoint\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/30\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":655,"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/thepoint\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/30\/revisions\/655"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/thepoint\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=30"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/thepoint\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=30"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/thepoint\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=30"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}