Diora Johnson|Dee
Houston, Texas|📍
I haven't talked to my kids in a few weeks, and for some reason they weren't answering my calls. I've just been drinking, and laying around all week. Ty, and my mom went back to Atlanta to withdraw the twins from school out there cause I didn't wanna do it. The doorbell rung causing me to groan.
Andre Johnson
"It's open" we heard Dee yell from inside
We walked inside not seeing her downstairs anywhere so we headed upstairs.
We walked in her room, and the smell of funk, and alcohol immediately hit us.
"Yo what the fuck" Mike said covering his nose
She just rolled her eyes drinking some Patron out the bottle.
"Yo Dee, this how you been living?" Tay asked taking the bottle out her hand
I took a picture sending it to my mom, and Ty.
"Give me my shit back" she said getting up
"No you've obviously had enough" Tay said looking at the 20+ bottles around the room
"Go take a shower Dee we'll clean this up" I said
"Mmcht" she said going in the bathroom closing, and locking the door
"We should've came here days ago bruh" Isaiah said
"Nah for real" Nick said
"I hope she's okay" Carmen said crying
She always crying about something.
Diora Johnson
I got undressed sitting down in the bath. I started to get lost in my thoughts. I can't do this with out my kids mane I miss them.
I grabbed a piece of paper, and the notebook I had in here writing a note.
Dear family,
I'm sorry it had to be this way. I wish I could've stayed longer, but I can't do this I can't stand not being able to see my kids the shits eating me alive. I miss them every second of the day shits not the same. Tell them I love them make sure they know that no matter what. Tell Ty i'm sorry, and I love him thank y'all for everything take care of the kids for me until we meet again..."
I grabbed the blade cutting deep I watched as the blood started to flow out like crazy after awhile everything went black.
