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𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐃𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬,Harlem NYC𝓦𝓮𝓭𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓭𝓪𝔂||𝐀𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭 26[5:34]

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𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐃𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬,Harlem NYC
𝓦𝓮𝓭𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓭𝓪𝔂||𝐀𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭 26
[5:34]

This is a flashback from Saraya childhood from when her dad got shot and about the dreams she have.

"𝐇𝐄𝐘 mama I'm back"Young Saraya said as she walked through the front door.

"Oh hey sweetie I got a surprise".Her mom said smiling at her.

"What is it".Young Saraya said while walking to her mom.

"Your dad's home".Her mom said excited.

"What do you mean dad's dead".Young Saraya said to her mom then saw her dad come from behind her mom with a bullet wound in head with blood dripping down his face.

"What the fuck".Young Saraya said while backing up from them.

"Hey Raya come give me hug".Her dad said as he walked closer to her trying to give her a hug.

"No you're not real"Young Saraya said as she went to the door and tried to open but it wouldn't open.

"Don't say that to your dad".Her mom as they came closer to her.

"YOU IS NOT REAL THIS ALL FAKE AND IM GOING TO WAKE UP".Young Saraya screamed with tears running down her face while curling into a ball.

"What is you talking about".Her mom said smiling.

"Please stop please stop please stop".Young Saraya said as she put her head in her knees hoping it would stop and she would wake up.

Saraya her a loud pow sound and look down and saw she was shot in the stomach then quickly look up and saw her the person who killed her dad then screamed while holding her stomach.

                    𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓

"AHHHHHH".Saraya said as her eyes shot open then quickly sat up and feeled her stomach.

"RAYA WHAT HAPPENED".Her siblings and mom said running and checking on her.

"It happened again"Saraya said while tears streamed down her face as they hugged her.

"it's gonna be ok".Her mom said while sitting on her bed hugging her and rubbing her shoulder.

"Here".Harmony said as she passed Saraya some water and a ptsd pill.

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