A story about you, Stormi Polibio, growing up with a mafia dad which is Mattia Polibio. Your mom died when you were 1 month old because she got shot at a grocery store robbery.
You have a very overprotective dad and 2 very overprotective uncles. Al...
Hi, My name is Stormi Polibio. I am 14 years old and a few days away of being a freshman in high school. My dad is 33 and my uncles are 34. There's this weird thing going on with me though: whenever I cry it kinda looks like purple glitter... idk anyways people ask me why I have tattoos already. I just tell them their fake because if I tell them the truth the whole mafia can get thrown into prison. Plus I'm about to be queen in a few years. I can't risk it. My dad is wayyy more overprotective then he was before 'cause me and Enzo are still friends. So are me and Angel. I would have to seek her in my house sometimes because my dad doesn't like me hanging out with other members of other mafias 😒. Idgaf tho so 🤪. Ya...
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S: How are you already out of breath? It wasn't even far. E: probably because you train everyday and I don't. M: what are you guys doing out here? S: training M: mm ok S: ok....you can go now, dad M: ok jeez E: rude much S: hush. So I need to tell you something but you can't tell anyone ok. E: ok S: you promise E: I promise
We did our secret handshake
S: ok... I'm sneaking out to go see Angel E: Angel? S: the girl we met when we were younger E: I don't recall S: do you remember when we when to the mafia Awards E: we go every year S: no. I mean like our first time going E: ohhh when we were 3. S: yeah E: ok S: remember when I brought you to get chocolate covered strawberries and we met a girl E: ohhh yeah! I do. S: her E: oh S: you wanna come with me E: sure. What time are we leaving S: 12 am E: that late? S: mhm E: that's past my bedtime- S: man stfu. I scoff E: aren't there like millions of guards around your house tho? S: yeah but I have my ways. E: uhh- ok Ale: hey guys S: hi uncle Ale Ale: dinner's ready E: you cooked? Ale: no, that's the maids' job E: oh Ale: were having guesses over too so get dressed in something nice and take a shower...pls. S: ok
