I have lost so many people in my life you could'nt imagine, but I guess thats the price you pay when you've been in the streets since the age of 12. My uncle was the one that introduced me to the game, I watched him kill people with a smile on his face and torture them for days. He would make me watch every time if i didnt, I'd end up being beat and if i ever cried it would make the situation so much worse. Started at 12 cause thats when he started watching me every day after school because I told my mom I didnt like the babysitter I had, she use to touch me all the time make me feel every inch of her body she called it the massage game. I lost my virginity to her without even knowing what i was doing i just knew if i didnt do what ever she told me to do that she would punish me by pulling & hitting my dick hurting me in other ways. Once my uncle started watching me i thought damn i was better off fucking her instead, the things ive seen could fuck a person up so bad Im surprised im not insane yet, but than again I probably am. No kid or adult should ever go through what i went through or seen.
The first day my uncle picked me up from school i was so happy cause i thought Yes! this is gonna be fun i dont have to go touching that girl nomore, it was such a relief but everything got so much more horrible. We drove to a abandoned building 3 black trucks parked out front, when we went in I got scared when I saw two people with their arms hung to the ceiling blood all over their faces and the screams & pain out their mouths hurt me, I went to grab for my uncles hand and he just laughed and said boy im going to show you what its like to be a man and to never take shit from anyone or let them disrespect you. He walked up to them pulling me with him i was crying cause I was so terrified i almost pissed myself, he gave me a bat and said
"pa hit them till your shoes are wet,
no they didn't hurt me they already look like they are in pain tio,
Pa Im not asking you im telling you and if you dont im gonna hang you up there next" he slapped me in the face almost knocking me to the ground, so i did it.
I took the bat and beat them strangers repeatedly as I heard them crying and whimpering like a dog begging me to stop I couldnt stop cause everytime I did I get beat too, so i beat them till my sneakers were basicly covered in blood from the puddle I created.
" Good job papi im proud of you don't worry you didnt kill them you taught them a lesson they should have learned a while ago" putting his hand out for a hand shake i flinch and than we shake hands.
"Now lets go, tio's gonna get you a brand new pair of sneakers and some ice cream." he's talking to me like nothing happened like its all just a dream to him.
I was quiet the whole day till we went & got ice cream he had a conversation with me about the whole thing.
"My first time was scary too, you learn to get use to it." Damn this nigga fucking crazy.
"What do you mean I'll get use to it, I dont wanna do that again tio". Tears rolling down my face so scared I'll say something that will offend him and I end up being next.
" Me & you are going to be spending alot of time together correct? while mommy and papi are working we are going to be working also this is your new job and guess what you'll be making more money than them so you can buy whatever you want in life. Now you have no choice this is what I do and this is what you will be doing also, think of it as a game each person worth money the more blood you get the more money you get and you cant tell any of this to anyone or you could be next "
This nigga crazy.
Quiet the whole ride home anxious to hop out the truck go take a shower and cry cause i feel so disgusted my uncle stops me.
"Slow down pa I got something for you, here's your earnings for all that hard work you put in, tell your mom i threw away you sneakers and brought new ones and dont worry it gets easier little man"
I hop out run inside the house to where I see my mom cooking, feeling so happy to see her I run give her a hug & kiss than go to my room. I pull the money out my pocket and count it, $800 I'm happy as fuck but also disgusted knowing what i did to earn this I hide the money in a good spot & go take a shower scrubbing my body till it hurts crying thinking about how much pain those guys must have went through.
Being exhausted I skip dinner and go straight to sleep, of course having nightmare's every day for one weak straight making everything worse didnt help but I still managed.
