My Long Story

Prologue

My name is Natalya Volkov and here's my story.

Growing up in a city that is full with criminals isn't that easy and having to grow up here might be the scariest thing someone can experience.

Going out in Kyzyl, Russia, especially at nights is a extrem taboo for my mother. Since the day I was able to think straight she always told me to stay away from the dark. Supposedly you'll either get robbed, drugged or killed. They choose. "They" as in the most dangerous gang in town. There's one rule: Stay away from them.While she was gone for longer because of work i needed to lock every window owing to the fact that we lived on the first floor of our 20 floor apartment. When I locked my door I ran immediately to my room praying that no one will suddenly break in and take everything from us what we had left.

It was always my mother and I. She worked her ass of just to see a smile on my face. The reason I never met my father is because my mother doesn't want to. Why? Well, let's just say I would be in too much danger if someone would witness my father and I together. In summary: I'd be dead.

He is a man with whom you shouldn't play with. He gets to his money dirty and that's something my mother absolutely despises about him.

My mother was 16 when she met my 20 years old father who totally fucked up her life. From being manipulated into thinking he wants the best for her to assaulting her every day. She got me with only 17 and had to raise me alone. With. No. Damn. Help.

However, I'm writing in this thing... a diary... cause one day I want to give it to my children. I want them to know their mother is a badass.

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Even though my mother always told me not to go out when it's night I just couldn't help but sneak out and meet my friends.

No way I'll let my diary be the most boring thing to read for my kids. Never ever.

...and I'm 17. I need the adrenaline.

It's exactly 00:00 o'clock and I'm ready to go out and experience a whole different Kyzyl. My friends are already waiting for me in the car. I open the window, check if the doll on my bed is in place, take my belongings and finally climb out. That's the only good thing about living on the ground floor.

I quickly step inside the black, dirty car and smirk at them.

This is my gang.

Also known as the most dangerous in town.
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Hello guys I hope you guys liked the little introduction to my first book!

I recently started reading and wanted to try writing a book.

By the way I hope you guys don't mind if there are some writing mistakes. English isn't my first language.