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5:00 am
Saturday
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Shani Ocean Brown
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"Wake up Shani", I heard as I felt myself bein shaken awake.
"mmmm", I groaned turning the other side.
"Wake up", P said again makin me open my eyes slowly.
He was standin over me shirtless his tattoos spillin out all ova his chest.
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"mmm what", I said sittin up n rubbin my eyes.
"I SAID GET TF UP", he yelled makin me flinch and back up.
I got up walking towards the other side of the bed.
He glared at me across the room as I slipped on my slides followin him outside the door.
He brought me downstairs, takin a left through the skinny hallway.
It was dark asl n I relied on his arm to lead myself through without bumpin into anythin.
He opened his phone n put the flashlight on and I saw where we were standin.
We were in the little staircase that led to the small door, and when opening was a basement.
He held my waist as I went down the stairs careful not to trip.
I said nothing as he took a key n unlocked the door leading us to another hallway.
Walking through I noticed I smelled a metallicy scent throughout the basement.
We got to another door and he opened it with another key and he locked it behind us as we walked in.
There were 13 niggas I recognized from yesterday all w guns in they hands.
There was a nigga tied up to a chair.
He looked badly beat bc u could see the blood on the bag that was over his head.
"W-what's goin on P", I said shakily.
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catatonia.
Teen Fictioncat·a·to·ni·a /ˌkadəˈtōnēə/ noun abnormality of movement and behavior arising from a disturbed mental state -- Growing up in Harlem, 15 year old Shaniya Ocean Brown has difficult family problems. Her daddy issues cause her to yearn for the attention...
