She going again ....its 1 in the morning...under my breath i breath slowly Count one two and three on the count of five I hear the front door slam. Then the sound of her keys
I mean why
Why she did it, I just wanted to feel better ...
I heard the jiggle sound of her keys locking the door the shut then I realized she was gone again for the fifth night. I begin to feel hot my chest and throat then just like that I begin to cry it's always the same it never fails to know mama is at it again my pillow is soak from my tears i slowly but quietly without waking my sisters up suddenly my hopes and dreams die I got up on the windows seal the window seal is flat you can see outside it shows to front of the building it was easy to see where mama was going all I had to look out my window and you see the stores buses and cars and people all over the place even other tall buildings and dumbster on the street I look out my window though the dark I see mama crossing the street to go to a corner store that's across the street. She looks like she in a hurry I swallow it's feel like I can't breathe but I know iam because I do everyday
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Ficción GeneralCalled Cree second books to dear mama series second book call drug dealer heartaches and prayers You can also read half of this book on dear mama book Mild language and gun violence
