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• Wren A'Kane Brewster •

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• Wren A'Kane Brewster •

We just ate Thanksgiving dinner. I had me about 4 plates total. I won't done yet though, but for right now I was chillin. I was in my room cleaning up and packing up my suit cases.

I was listening to Future's Codeine Crazy. I turned my head when I heard a knock at my door.

"Yeah?" I said as I was folding my shirts. I had brought so much stuff cause I thought I was gonna be staying for another week, but I'm not. To be honest though, ever since I got here I dreamed about OB every damn night.

At first he'll be smiling in my dream and then I'll walk up to him from behind. I would call out his name like 'aye OB'. Then he'll turn around to face me and his whole face would change, it would change into a frightened distressed face. Shit be haunting me. He'll start screaming and saying stuff like "it's Wren's fault" he'd start saying that over and over and over again. Till I wake up and I'll be waking up in pools of sweat and after that I can't even sleep no more.

He was innocent I don't even know why someone would come for him. All that nigga did was go to school, the library, and home and on repeat. At times my demons would try to blame me, but my conscious just can't make no sense of that. Cause any nigga that was looking for me woulda got to me. I don't hide from shit, but Nah ever since September 20, I ain't never heard of no other nigga coming back over my grandma house. Unless they just ain't tellin me shit cause like I said I stay out in Houston Texas.

Brille opened my door and stopped at the entrance. I looked up.

"What you covering ya eyes fa?" I chuckled

"Cause I know what you be doing in here sometimes," she said disgusted

I shook my head, "that's what yo nosy ass get, now look at you, scarred."

"You think it's funny, but you're actually just giving me ideas on what to do when I'm your age" she shrugged

I put everything down and got up and yanked on her wrist lightly. "What you just say?"

"Nothing" she put her head down

"Stop playin with me Abrille. You don't copy shit you see me doing you hea me?" She nodded

"You better not ever get a boyfriend either, you off the market love forever until you die," she scrunched up her face

"I'm not playing with you for real don't say nun like that, that shit ain't cute, you twelve" I let go of her arm and sat back down

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