Chapter 1✨

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Two Different People


"Dad I don't want this. Everyone is just normal but this family have to do so much." I complain.

"Look Trayvon, don't you understand that we are first class citizens. We have better life than other people."

"No such thing as a life that's better than yours." I quoted J Cole song Love Yourz.

"Look honey I think what your father is trying to say is that he can not let you go to a school so black and ghetto."

That's the thing I hate about my mother. Once she gets money she forgets where she come from.

Well, I haven't introduced myself yet and I'm talking to you like I know you. Well my name Trayvon Daniel Johnson.

And I'm a third generation rich kid. Yep my family founded a gas line and plus my uncle owns a university.

As you can see, I don't really like my life because my parents think the only happiness is money.

And it so much more than that. You got adventure, exploration, knowledge, and many other things.

The main one is love. I wish I can find love but I'm only 17 years old. I can't do anything. I just want to find that one girl.

That takes my heart and runs away with it. Or someone cool enough to show my parents but you know that will never happen.


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"And tonight on channel two action news, we have found the killer of 10 people. His name is Maliek Davidson."

"Mom come and look." "Is that....... my baby?" Next thing my momma broke down into tears. Maliek Davidson is my brother.

The police had finally caught to him and know he is going to jail. Well his estimate is 15 to life and this isn't the first time.

My other brother had 30 to life and I haven't seen him since. It's really sad that your protectors is in jail.

Anyways, my name is Dianna Jaylea Davidson. I'm 17 years old. And I live in Chicago, Illinois. I try my best everyday to go school and get a diploma.

Me and my momma are all we got. My daddy don't be here half of the time because he got work. But we're are lower class citizens.

I just wish that I'll get outta here and take my family with me. That's really important to me my family.

At the end of the day they always going to be there for me. And I love them to death. But I also want something other than family.

I want love. Like actually real love. You can not find anyone over here where I'm at it's all drug dealers and wanna be thugs.

I want a real man. Someone that's going to sweep me off my feet. Or walk me around town without a gun.

But hey I'm 17 years old that ain't gonna come.



Dianna is in the MM 😍



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