"Sheddin tears, reminiscin on my past fears, Cause shit was hectic for me last year,It appears that I've been marked for death, my heartless breath, The underlying cause of my arrest, my life is stressed, And no rest forever weary, my eyes stay teary for all the brothers that are buried in the cemetery" - Tupac Shakur
FOLLOW ME ON INSTAGRAM
@ reezy_uniqueFOLLOW ME ON TWITTER
@ AyeThatsSerenaASK ME QUESTIONS ON ASK.FM
- IAmTrendy_______________________________
ZIARE
" Dad " Somebody yelled, I couldn't See Him Because They Were Still In The Dark.
" WHAT? " My Dad Yelled.
I Didn't Think I Would Ever See Him Again, He Was KILLED. Whats Going On?
I Dropped Down To My Knees Covered My Ears And Put My Head Into My Lap, I Screamed And Cried.
I Yelled
I Screamed
I Just Spoke To God
I Asked HOW?
I Asked Why?
" ZACARI " My dad questionedly asked.
" Ziare, Why are you crying " ZaCari Asked Me.
" Y-Y-You " I Cried A Little Over A Whisper.
" Come here , Indian " He chuckled.
I remember that nickname he gave me " INDIAN " He always claimed that I looked Like A Indian When I Was Younger, So that name stuck with me.
" I'm Here, Okay... I Promise I Will Tell You What Happened... After You Tell Me Whats Been Happening." Cari Said, While Walking Towards My Dad. They Both Stared At Each other Than They Hugged For About Awhile.
.
.
.
.
.Trevis
I wonder why in the hell was Zacari over here? I Wasn'. Surprised At all I Thought It Was Nice, Something bad happened & something good happened & made their day better.
" Trevis, Man Wassup? " Zacari & I dapped up & headed to the car.
" Where is my brother? " Zacari asked Chris.
" With my Sister " Was all he said , while we pulled out the alley & made our way to his sisters house.
.
.Zacari
I'm Happy as hell I found them.
We were now coming from picking up Zayveon, He was asleep tho.
.
.
.
.
.
" Dad, Can I Get Your Keys ? I just Wanna go somewhere and Talk to Ziare "
He tossed me the keys and I was on my way in the living room to get Ziare.
" Come on Indian " I said opening up the front door .
" Okay "
.
.
.

YOU ARE READING
Curved Line
Teen FictionZiare Channing. The one who has been called , fat, ugly, poor and so much more. She's grown up to be older than she is. Only sixteen and she has to play the role of a mother to her younger brother since her mom can't do the job that she's supposed t...