Michael A. Mata

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 In the works

 

 

                        Crazed To Madness         Mystery/Fiction

                                  My Sail Mate         Romance/Fiction

                             Men With Wives         Comedy/Non-Fiction

 

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 Sample Chapter

 

Friends, Drugs, and Alcohol

Chapter 2

            As we grow older, we will feel the need to belong.  Be apart of something or someone.  It’s natural.  It is human nature and part of the growing process. But how you proceed it, is a different question altogether.  Which group do you belong to and does it help you in you having a safe and productive life.  Are the people in this group really your friends?

 

The Group:

There is one in every group of people that will be the leader, the party planner or the introducer of drugs and alcohol.  This group has no rules. They live to have a good time.  Young kids don’t realize that these things have consequences.  It may cause injury or death. 

 

The Gang:

There are groups called gangs.  The gangs have rules, a curtain code to follow.  These gangs protect several things like territory, cars, and the name they go by.  These gangs mainly exist in poor neighborhood.  Since poverty surrounds them, each other are all they know.  But in protecting each other, they have to resort to violence.  As the result of this violence young people die when they don’t have too.  And many of them resort to drug and alcohol abuse as well.

As a young man I have made my mistakes and tried hard to correct them.  But I was still young and made more mistakes then correcting them.  I never tried to hide who I was or who I wanted to be.  I kept dreaming.  Growing up in the eighties I wanted to a rock star so I grow my hair long.  As you can see that didn’t happen.  Luckily I decided to become a writer.

I grow up with people that were good with others and some that were not.  I think that I am lucky.  There were instances where I could have ended up in prison or dead.