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-Samone:)

we finally make it back to da skoo and i have to catch da city bus now to get back home.when i got on da bus i sat in da back by myself.i was just sittin back der mindin my own business when dis crazy dude and his homeboys came up to me tryna spit some game.

Crazy dude:wud up mama,what's hood wit it?
Me:get yo ass out my face.
Crazy dude:girl who you think you talk to like you ain't got no got damn sense?
Me:i'm talkin to yo dusty can't get a girl ass now raise up.
Homeboy 1:damn dude she tryna get over on yo ass,you better straighten dis bitch up.
Me:bitch,who you callin a bitch?if i'm a bitch yo momma a bitch.
Homeboys 2:(laughing)
Crazy dude:yall shut up(pulling out a gun)i should smoke dis hoe right now.
Me:do it,only pussies do dat.

it was soo scared at dat point but i couldn't let him see me sweat.i thought he was bout to shoot me but he didn't because the bus was at his stop and it was time for him to get off.as he got off he told me he was gon see me later and to watch my back. after hearin dem words i knew i had to get my homeboys to keep a look out fo me.the bus stopped again and dis time it was my stop. i got off hatin to go back home because i hated livin in a house with a crackhead bitch that use to be my mother.when i walked in da house she was layed out across the couch like normal and high as a kite.

Me:momma get up i'm hungry.
Momma:get it yo damn self i'm tired.
Me:is that all you know how to do?lay up on yo ass all day.
Momma:bitch who you talkin to?
Me:you,get yo ass in the tub you smell like shit.
Momma:aw go suck a big one,that's what you good for anyway.
Me:whatever.
Momma:big jimmy coming over later, he said he wanna lay it on you tonight.
Me:well you tell big jimmy to keep his stank ass home cause im not screwin nobody tonight.
Momma:oh yes you is,i need dat damn money,i'm runnin low on crack.
Me:well do big jimmy yo damn self i'm tired of workin for you,man i'm done wit dis shit.(walking out the house)
Momma:(yelling)get yo black ass back in dis house.

i run out da house and walk to my girl kiki house i couldn't take dis shit nomore i had to get out dis kinda life and i had to get out fast.i think it's time for me to turn my life around,but what will my peoples say about me tryna get myself together.it's not like i had nothin to lose my life was a livin hell,my grades was the worse known to man and i was the biggest hoe around south central.i finally go to my girl kiki house and i start explainin to her what was goin on.

Kiki:whats wrong girl?(opening the door)
Me:man i can't take dis shit nomore it's time for me to change.
Kiki:come on in let's talk.
Goochie:what sup baby.
Kiki:not tonight goochie,she goin through somethings.come on girl let's go to my room.

i tell her what was goin so she asked her momma if i could stay the night.the next morning i went back to my house but my momma was sleep so i snucked into my room and packed all my stuff and ran away.i walked out the house and started walking the streets.as i was walkin somebody in a expensive lookin car started followin me i was gettin scared so i started walkin faster.

?:(yelling out the window)hey stop i want to help you.
Me:just leave me alone okay,my boys don't live too far from here.
?:no need for that it's me michael.
Me:(stopping)what,why are you out here?
Michael:i needed to see you.
Me:for what,ain't nothin special bout me.
Michael:yes there is you just don't see it.
Me:look if you tryna get some from me,sweet talkin is not gon work.
Michael:what?ohh no your too young for that.
Me:i wish i can say the same.
Michael:what do you mean?
Me:(walkin off)look that's not important just leave before somebody spot you.
Michael:please,can we just talk i'll bring you back.
Me:why do you think i'm carryin a bag,i'm tryna leave this damn place.
Michael:well you wanna get in and come back to my house?
Me:(thinking and getting in the car)iight i guess but don't try anything.
Michael:(smiling)trust me i won't,buckle up.

michael drove back to his house but it was a silent ride.when we got there he showed me to the guestroom and invited to eat dinner with him. i wonder what he really wanted from me.

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