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𝐀𝐣à 𝐒𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐚𝐬 ♡
𝐈'𝐦 Ajà, born & raised in Harlem, NY. I've been here for half of my whole life. I love my mom dearly. She's always there when I need her & she's so understanding. My dad though, he's incarcerated & has been for quite some time now.
While I was spending the weekend with him, someone broke into the house...
- RECAP, 9 YEARS BACK - 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐞 / 𝟓𝐭𝐡 / 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟑 ( 15 year old Ajà, telling the story )
𝐈 heard glass shatter in the living room, I instantly jumped. I quickly got out my bed walking slowly towards the commotion. I heard unfamiliar voices yelling.
"YO CHILL!" they said. It sounded like they were fighting. I was now in the hallway watching, as my dad slammed something over the masked man's head.
Tears began to form in my eyes, causing me to get a harsh & painful lump in my throat. While wiping my tears I noticed that my dad had pulled out something shiny, something he told me to 'never touch' .
Six shots fired causing me to jump. I bumped into the cabinet & accidentally knocked down the plant that sat on the top of the cabinet.
I quickly ran to my room. I jumped into my bed & hid under the covers & pretended to sleep; but after a while I actually fell asleep.
I was woken up by my mom, her eyes were low & she look sad, I'd never seen her this way before. I rubbed my eyes before jumping up to give her a hug. "Hi Mommy!!"
"Hi baby" she said, hugging me & laughed softly. She grabbed my jacket & Minnie Mouse backpack and put on my pink jellybean shoes before picking me up & walking out of the room.
The living room looked like it had been ransacked. There was blood, glass & shell cases all over the floor. Being that I was so young, I never really paid attention to it.
I looked up at my mom before asking, "Mommy, where's papa?" she looked away before saying, "You'll see him soon I promise Sey Sey."
Red, blue, & white lights flashed as we walked outside. I seen my dad getting pushed into the backseat of a car with a distraught expression on his face.
RECAP END
𝐈 later found out what exactly happened that night once I was ten years old. I remembered just bits & pieces before my mom told me what happened. I started to visit my dad more, building a strong bond with him.
Now, I visit him at least twice a month. We never talk about what happened that night & he still doesn't know that I witnessed him murder two people.
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