cat·a·to·ni·a
/ˌkadəˈtōnēə/
noun
abnormality of movement and behavior arising from a disturbed mental state
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Growing up in Harlem, 15 year old Shaniya Ocean Brown has difficult family problems. Her daddy issues cause her to yearn for the attention...
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"Wake up mama", I heard as I felt myself bein tapped on the back gently.
"Mama wake up we got schoo", Tyrone said shakin me.
"Mmmm no I'm tired", I said turnin tha other way n huggin my pillow.
"We gotta go ta schoo Ian finna let u miss out on ya education", he told me shakin me again.
"No my head hurtssss", I said snifflin.
"You hungover baby I told you dat", he said again tryna wake me up.
"Nigga leave me alone", I said kickin him n continuin ta sleep.
It was quiet n I opened one of my eyes to see if he left n den I felt myself bein lifted n thrown ova his shoulder.
"PUT ME DOWNNN", I said hittin at his back while he js laughed.
He sat me onna counter n opened my legs standin in between them, bc I kept tryna jump down.
"Bro why are u doin this u not my fkn dad", I said rollin ma eyes.
"Because yo ass chose to act grown n get drunk last night so you gon have to deal w da consequences." He said shrugging his shoulders applying toothpaste on ma toothbrush.
"If I go to school can we fuck?" I asked him smilin innocently.
"No. How many times we gon have this conversation", he told me puttin on Vaseline.
"So I'm good enough to give you head but not good enough for you to stick ur dick in?" I asked him with a stank face. Because tf?
"Nigga you js chattin now shut that shit up I'm not tryna hear that right now", he said walkin away.
Bitch ass Nigga.
I brushed my teeth n started gettin ready.
I put my new quick weave in a messy bun n put on one of Tyrone's hoodies n sweats.
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