Terrell Anthony Smith (17)"Yo you wanna hit this lick with me" Cam asked.
"Where at" I asked.
"Up at crownsville with all the white people" he replied.
"Yeah I heard they got Hella money let's go" I said.
I got up from my bed and put all black on.
"Where you going" my nephew Roman asked.
"To work" I lied.
"Why you lying to yo nephew" Cam asked.
"Mind your business" I said.
He chuckled.
'MA IM GOING TO WORK" I yelled.
"OKAY BE SAFE YALL" she said.
"Bye Ms Smith" Cam said.
We got in cams car and the radio started playing.
One, two, three, let's go
Rolls Royce truck but my windows ain't tinted (Gang)
Traphouse jumpin' like a Wendy's or a Denny's (Woo)
He ain't stoppin' shit, I decide when I finish (Nope)
Racist-ass judge, he decide who get sentenced (Hoe)
She a bad bitch, eat the pussy like a spinach
She'll suck dick on the way to the dentistI ain't never leavin' my bitch, she a dime (Nope)
Why would I switch out a dime for a penny?Cam and I Rapped.
10 minutes later we finally arrived to crownsville.
We got out the car and grabbed the guns out the back seat.
"You ready bro" Cam asked.
"Yeah come on" I replied.
It was pitch black outside.
That was good because no one would be able to see us.
We walked in this office building an it was silent.
We walked towards the staircase but I noticed it was a guard near by.
"You peep the guard" Cam asked.
"Yeah" I replied.
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Solitary
Teen Fiction𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙮: 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙭𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝘽𝙧𝙖𝙚'𝙡𝙮𝙣𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙯𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙤𝙛 10. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮.