𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐓𝐨𝐰𝐧. [𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄]

•𝟎𝟏

Stony Hill, St. Thomas📍
Sunday,  May 27
9:38 a.m

•𝐊 𝐀' 𝐌 𝐎 𝐔 𝐑 𝐀•

Life growing up in the country? Ain't easy. And this' one of the main reasons why I wanna leave this place...to get a better life, maybe It'll be easier in the city.

I'm not only doing this to better my life, but to better my mother's, mih tyad a watch har struggle.

Mih tyad a watch har cry, tired of her wondering how our next meal will come, and if there is, what is she going to put on the table.

Yes, I'm nineteen years old, an adult; so I should've been out in the streets a long time ago, making like better for my mother and my little sister, but the truth is...I was scared.

Mih did fray say when me leave here so, sumn might happen to them, say me might get a call say Mommy sick...or even dead.

Fray say me might leave here and still come back with an empty hand.

Mannn...I was afraid of alot of things. Notice I said 'was'? That's because I'm putting my fears aside and I'm leaving tomorrow.

I swear I'm mostly doing this for my family than myself.

It's not nice in this place, and no I can't get a job here because of my address.

Almost every young youth in this community, if them nahh thief, them a kill, scam, a do all sorts of things that ere against thee law and God's will.

Nobody no want nobody from roun' ya a dem place.

So it's better that I move from here and get a fresh start...A place where nobody Jim knows me, a place where I can live without judgement.

Jamaicans love to judge, but I hope you get what I mean.

A just hope me moving from here goes as planned...get a job, some funds so I can send money here from time to time to help out my mother, and an apartment. That's all.

Jah know.

I sigh as I take up the bucket that I'm fulling down by the river, it wasn't too far from my house.

This' the next thing, when annuh light gone, a water. A thief we thief light and water because we no have it like that fih pay light and water bill every month, we really cyah do not better.

Me use to all of this, thus it doesn't really bother me.

Finally reaching my gate, I take the bucket from my head and rest it at my gate.