Realms of the -illmafia Clique (rant book)

Strict Parents (reignofshady)

Hey y'all it's reignofshady aka Essie. Today we're going to be talking about strict parents.

As you guys probably know, I'm African, Congolese to be exact. And being so kind of entitles having strict parents. I love my parents, I really do, but I wish that they'd give me more freedom.

I'm a good student; I have As and B+s. I have a 4.0 GPA. I don't drink. I've only had alcohol twice, and both times were at Church. The wine tasted like a rotten grape that was extracted from a stomach of a dehydrated cow. That's how bad it was.

So on the 4th of July, I went to one of those highschool parties. What happened was that my guy friend's cousin's friend wanted my guy friend to come to the party, and they said for him to bring some of his friends. So he invited me and my cousin. I told my parents that I was gonna go see the fireworks with my cousin and friend (which wasn't a complete lie because we did see part of the fireworks).

So at the party, I was offered a beer like 736363636 times, same with my cousin and friend. We kept saying no though, like didn't they get the memo? And there was no food there! ONLY BEER! I was hella starving and shit. And the music was whack. We were sitting in the corner like almost the entire time.

I don't smoke neither. At my school, most of the people smoke weed. But not me; I personally think that weed smells like a mix of diarrhea, blood, and ink. Like I could never date someone that smoked weed. I don't want to go to kiss you and yo' mouth stank. Like go brush, go floss, use some mouthwash, pop in a mint, chew some gum, then repeat the process like 536363636 times.

I also have pretty sensitive lungs. Whenever I smell weed or cigarette smoke, I feel like my throat is constricting, and that my airways are getting narrowed. Is that normal? Idk.

And also, I could be slut if I wanted to. There's a lot of thot behaviour at my school, guys. But I'm not that kind of person. But hey, if you want to be a slut, be a slut. You do you, boo boo.

My parents don't understand that I could be so much worse. I know that they sacrificed a lot for me to be here in Cali, but being social is a huge part of highschool. And I feel like I'm being left out. I often have to make up excuses whenever my friends want to make plans to hang out (I did this very recently), like "oh I'm babysitting my baby cousin" or "oh I'm going to my uncle and aunt's". And I hate lying to my friends, y'now? But idk what else to do, I've already tried so many things, but nothing's worked.

And then my parents have the audacity to ask "why are you always on your phone, in your room?"

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