"In Harlem moments ago, A driver was coming back from what it seems to be the airport. Police say it seems the driver got into a shoot out and the victim got hit."
"Can someone turn it up?"
"The victim goes by Lola green."
"Isn't that Londyn's mom?"
"Hey, hey look at me, breathe it's gonna be ok, copy me."
"Can we go see her?" ————————————————————————— Back to the story yall😛
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Londyn Green The dates may be important.. July 1st 12:18
It's been a few days since the incident with my mom. Thankfully she survived that night. After that night life really opened my eyes.
And not everyone is gonna be on this earth forever and I guess that's just how it goes. I would be lying if I said I wasn't afraid of death, which I'm terrified of.
I know death isn't painful but what about everything I never got to do yet. But I have to learn to accept it someday.
I got up from my bed and went to sit in my vanity. I decided to straighten my hair. While I was doing that the gc was inna call and they were texting. But I didn't feel like joining.
