Boston, Mass. Welcomes you

Hello I'm Em

I didn't intentionally fall this way in life. I used to like ( shivers) the color pink.
I have nothing against girls who wait for "Prince Charming". I don't enjoy their endless antics about love. I mean if you use statistics, I'm pretty sure a lot of marriages and couples just are together because they don't wanna be alone. The funniest part of this "Love abomination" is when we do "Love" is when we know and feel love, but you never tell them.

Oh, forgive me, I should probably tell you about myself. I'm Emily, I go by Em. I live in a dead end down with single minded imbeciles ,drug addicts, raspiest, swag imposters, and pretty much every other type of the comprehensible form of "American disgrace". I'm 14, oh yes vivid. You see I come from a line of "Thugs" and "Bootleggers". I know one day it will be my job to enforce my family respect. I was born into a criminalistic family, both sides. I'm fairly well in the diversity of every human emotion, the complexity of a personal emotion payment and the value are very expensive. In this modern day money is a very unobtainable thing. Not just money, but wealth. My dad isn't a drug lord. . . . Yet. I'm a recon able force, and believe me it's very easy to control a single minded and brained town. Then again my dad is insane. Not like the fashion statement insane. Is not proven through small acts of stupid, or Yolo ( God I hate it). I feel like I'm soon to inherit my blood lines cruse.
My dad was left by his real father at the age of four, his dad was a leading drug leader, his fault in prohibits was he was a user and a seller. Anyway. My Mamaw remarried, to a better man. My dad was raised by "spare the rod, spoil your children". As was his oldest and youngest brother. My Dad was the middle Child. His child hood was robbing, smoking, driving, no vandalism unless they deserved it, or were just really annoying, parties, cleaning, and utmost FAMILY. Family is a strong word for us. A very strong word indeed.

I am Em, I'm 16, and now my Dad is gone. He's left me as the oldest in charge of three younger siblings and a 40 year old bitch who wouldn't know her ass from a hole in the ground. I'm in charge at a gas station, thank God the man who owned it gave it to my dad. I have helpers, I pay them dirt, just enough to stay out of a workers rights riot in our town. It's not in my name of course. That's illegal. I've dated before none see my vision. I need someone to love not fuck around with. I'm graduating this year, I skipped two years, my friends M and A should understand. I need to grow up. I need to full fill my purpose.

My mother is abusive, my brother is an idiot, my sisters are innocent. I have no one to talk to would understand this conundrum I've made. I the leader of my own gang, none of them know my secrets, or of my passion, nor of my love whom I will never see.

I am Em, I am 18, I am crazy, I am mentally and emotionally 53. I stayed around My Town for two more years, my friend got caught up in my work. I should've told them, but I thought I was protecting them. I have to get them out. I have to save them. Well A, M is pretty much my second hand with being in the mix.
It's graduation day, M scolds me, and I take pictures. After I look at them I realize I've got at least a four semesters head start on them. I've already saved enough of the money I've gained in my Boss position in my web of common meth and crack heads. Who do anything to get a nose full, or a bottle for popping pills. Dad is with us now. He told me I was doing good. So I told him he could take my position for awhile. While I try to move it up state to Chicago or Boston. I said I'm gonna try to fit a collage degree in their.

It's been a month since graduation and now we're leaving for a collage in Massachusetts or just really close together. We'll meet up on weekends and I've done had a helper of mine tell me of the major Gangs. Of course he has a cop cousin that inhales as much meth in his nose as air. I know have rule one complete.

My life is in motion.

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