Teenage Dirt Bag Baby by jasmine chang (if you give a mouse a cookie read aloud .txt) 📕

I took a drag of smoke and blew it out the ashes falling down turning cold from the cigarette.I sat on the rail rode tracks minding my own self.The sun was beating on me making small drips of sweat drip down my forehead.I was just nothing but a teenage dirt bag always looking for trouble.