Syx Reasons

my fam

CHAPTER 2-----The sound

of the blaring alarm brings me back to reality;

im hoping these nightmares wont become my reality..let me introduce myself..my name is Syx Ollamb, i have one brother monroe and a drug addict for a mom..lol yea im laughing because my life wasnt always the way it is now. my dad got killed during a robbery. he was the family provider after he died my mom kinda went crazy and was introduced to crack by one of her friends;who was a undercover fiend!! she showed no signs of drug use maybe she did but hell i wasnt paying attention..anyways back to the subject ..im 15 and got it goin on 5'1 130 lbs darkskinned full lips and oh yea perfect 38 ds that sat up without a bra and a very small waist shitt i know im on #team darkskin.."Syx!" my bro monroe yelled ..why the hell he yelling its saturday cant a bitch lay around for a lil bit..let me tell u bout my bro monroe he is 19 and running the game my bro stay with the latest gear and shoes.. he keep me lookin fresh cause damn our mom is a crackhead so he aint got no choice ...well that aint true.... he jus looks out for me he is now the man of the house.."Im up!" i say back making the way to my small ass bathroom,only a sink ,toliet, and shower ..i know i know shouldnt be complaining cause some people dont got a place to wash they asses. "damn its smells good in here," i say walking into the kitchen i see my bros baby moms cooking.

"hey girl," she says i smile and sit down i learned to get along with the broad cause she carrying my bro seed but if it aint his imma beat the brakes off of her!!!Now now im not hating she was a hoe when she got with my bro and she wasnt faithful to him during their on and off realtionship;so when she told us she was pregnant my bro asked her from jump if it was a possibilty of being someone elses !!!!!of course she denied it but whatever like i said if nahiem(the babys name)aint monroes he gave me he green light to beat her ass..the front door opening brings me outta my thoughts..its my mom i look at her thinkin bout how she used to look..she is 5'2 100 lbs cracked lips and beady eyes and a face and body that looks like a skeleton with skin..my mom used to be what we call badd..dark skin the color of hershey kisses ass so big u could set a 6 pack of beer on it (its been proven) a flat stomach wide hips and eyes the color of warm honey..i remember my dad gettn into fights over my moms niggas were wildin out..but those pretty eyes were now dull..my mom doesnt even smile no mo but her eyes light up when she knows she bout go get a hit..sigh

."hey babe,"mom says lookn at me. "hey mama,"i say gettn up to hug her and help her to the table she looks so fragile..another breakfast without monroe...... he stay in the streets..we interrupt your local programming with important news..we all look at the tv to see a picture of monroe plastered on the screen "what the fuck?" i say outloud...

stay tuned for chapter three

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