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Brad
DeMarcus is a fellow member of Black Jihad. He’s a year older than Quan, and when they were in middle school, DeMarcus was expelled for an “anger problem.” Years later, when Quan joins Black Jihad, he learns that the anger issues developed after DeMarcus’s dad was killed by a cop during a traffic stop right in front of DeMarcus’s eyes. Because of this, he clings to his pistol and always has it on him.
DeMarcus Quotes in Dear Justyce
The Dear Justyce quotes below are all either spoken by DeMarcus or refer to DeMarcus. For each quote, you can also see the other characters and themes related to it (each theme is indicated by its own dot and icon, like this one:
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April 24; Snapshot: A Postscript (Present Day)
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I guess I didn’t realize just how big of a difference it could make to have somebody really believe in you. I been thinking a lot about Trey and Mar and Brad and them. We were all looking for the same things, man—support, protection, family, that type of shit. And we found SOME of it in one another, but we couldn’t really give each other no type of encouragement to do nothing GOOD because nobody was really giving US any. Matter fact, we typically got the opposite. People telling us how “bad” we were. Constantly looking at us like they expected only the worst.
How the hell’s a person supposed to give something they ain’t never had?
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DeMarcus Quotes in Dear Justyce
The Dear Justyce quotes below are all either spoken by DeMarcus or refer to DeMarcus. For each quote, you can also see the other characters and themes related to it (each theme is indicated by its own dot and icon, like this one:
).
April 24; Snapshot: A Postscript (Present Day)
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I guess I didn’t realize just how big of a difference it could make to have somebody really believe in you. I been thinking a lot about Trey and Mar and Brad and them. We were all looking for the same things, man—support, protection, family, that type of shit. And we found SOME of it in one another, but we couldn’t really give each other no type of encouragement to do nothing GOOD because nobody was really giving US any. Matter fact, we typically got the opposite. People telling us how “bad” we were. Constantly looking at us like they expected only the worst.
How the hell’s a person supposed to give something they ain’t never had?
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