Dear, Diary
My name is Ciara , I'm 14 years old and i live wit my mama and thats about it .Here on the dirty side of Brooklyn living in a 1 bedroom apartment with my mama.She goes out at night with different men and I'm here alone by myself. It's crazy and sad how we live round here but hey that's life.Its 9:48pm my mama just left out the door and got into a black Mercedes windows tinted all black to.Im about to walk to the store to get some to eat because I'm haven't ate all day.i don't have a key to lock the door but it'll be alright ain't nun in there to steal anyways. ( Closes Diary and leaves house , walks to corner store across the street)
Ciara - how much for these doughnuts
Clerk-35 cent
Ciara-(thinking to self )I only have 25 maybe he'll let me slide
(Ciara goes to counter to check out , she hands the clerk the money and runs out the store)
Clerk-broke @$# child that's why yo mama's a stripper!
(Ciara is back in the house locks the door and goes back to write in her diary)
Dear diary, I just paid 25 cents for 35 cent doughnuts because I didn't have enough and the clerk called me broke but it doesn't phase me because one day I'm gonna be richer than all these people just wait on it .uhh mama just got back in 10:07pm goodnight -September 10,2001
