The Victim (A Mindless Behavior Story)

Changing the Game

I need to rewrite my life, this ain't my usual flow.

I thought this was my time to glow.

This bullshit hurts my soul.

My poetic mind isn't letting this go.

I need the juice like Tupac and Q ya know?

- Tatiana Walton

November 12,1998 - Chresanto August

It was the night my baby sister would be born, the night that made our lives change forever. I walked in to see her beautiful face, we look alike actually, she's just light skinned like dad. She was so beautiful, it makes me sad about the days that couldn't be Like this, where we were a family, where We actually believed in love and happiness. It was so many mistakes, so much pain and drama, bullshit that shouldn't have happened. I might seem like I hate my sister but I don't, I can't, I just hurt her How she hurt me.

July 7, 2011

It was a blissful summer day. My sister was on the porch drawing what came to her mind, I think it's Tupac holding a rose, she always had a little thug in her, just like me. She could be so cold- hearted nowadays. She's been pushing us away, she's more quiet compared to her usually being a chatter box. My mom wanted us to try and help her and see what's wrong.

"Tru, what's been going on with you?" I asked sitting next to her, to actually see that she was drawing a sunset and a rose growing from the concrete with a hand reaching out for it, I found her artistic mind beautiful, I wish my sister and I could have a better relationship, but that will never happen.

"Nothing, I've just been chilling lately, that's all. Why? Its not like you wanted to ask, mom finally wanted to care huh?" she said to me, I feel like something is wrong, something that I personally would like to know.

"I cared enough to ask. I just personally wanted to know. You don't hang out with me or my friends anymore." I told her trying to make a laugh, I realized She doesn't like smiling anymore.

"Maybe because I don't like them like that." she said I feel like she's hiding something.

Keep in mind this is during the time that Princeton just started bullying her, it's been on and off for a while, but like it's been showed he doesn't know affection, let alone how to show it. Its been a while, ever since Truansy has become more to herself, more aware of her actions, words, and her look, we're only in the 8th grade, she a already hurting herself. I was trying to better the situation, but they couldn't stand to be in the same room, they fist fought like 4 times. I was trying to be a better brother until this night, the night that made us all start this whole thing.

"Look, you don't talk much, you need people to hang around, protect you, you digg?" I told her, it was the truth, she doesn't trust people much, I swear she acts just like our dad, who was in Atlanta with our other sister, Trinity. Yeah I knew, we both did actually, we just never really met her.

I planned on us going out somewhere, to the mall and the arcade I want her to come since she never really goes out.

"I can protect myself, dad taught me everything I know, I know how to fight, shoot a gun, and kill somebody with my bare hands, you do too, so why do I need protection? " she said in a harsh tone, it was true though, dad taught her a lot, well the both of us really. He just always hung around her more, it was kind of annoying because my mom tried to have a better bond with my sister but it never works, it's only getting worse. Since we've moved it's only been worse. Tru is hurting herself, I can hear her music through her beats when she dances in her room, but if we had a party she would just talk, she wouldn't dance even if we begged her. She became so distant, so rude, so angry. Her and mom are just going through the worst.