Prologue
I hit the ground. My arms covered
in blood. DIZZY. Moving everywhere in search of help. All you hear is CeeCee crying. Idk. Dying makes a man think about his time on this earth , makes you think about some deep shit. Life is to be cherished. I'll do anything I can to have my life back. But I should've seen it coming , I was doomed since birth. I'm the fifth born. This was made for me I guess. You'll understand after I explain.
