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here I was arrested again, it wasn't even that serious. I shook my head at my thoughts, it was cold in the night, I couldn't even feel my feet. okay maybe I was overreacting, but it was cold as hell.
This is not how I imagined my night in jail.
they said i could have one call, i was going to call my mother. here i was, handcuffed to a bench waiting patiently to call my mother.
Dailing....
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24 hour earlier
I was sitting on my couch, scrolling through my Instagram feeds and you know, secretly stalking my crush. just a regular day for me, it was quiet boring actually, just seeing people eating and doing their make-up all day long.
i went on Snapchat, and filmed myself with some filters, posted it, I have family on snap, so I can't post anything hoe-ish.
"urneshia!" my mom yelled from her bedroom. it was yet so peaceful.
'yeah!" I yelled back, hoping it was not this kinda moment I had to actually get up and go to her.
"yes mother!!" I yelled again, making sure she actually heard it.
"girl came here" she sucked her teeth, I sigh. I was hoping I was right.
I got up from the sofa, and slowly walked to her room.
"yes mother" I sat on her bed as she was under the covers on her phone.
"you're going to a party tonight and I don't want hear backchat from you, you're going" as she said that, I rubbed my temple.
why is she doing this to me, can't she see she's hurting me, forcing to be social, people.. well some people are monster outside, like they're the monster, you are hiding from.
i opened my mouth to speak, but she shushed me afterwards.
"end of story, I said" she added.
I went to my room to scream into my pillow, seems to way to go everytime we talk, her saying, me doing.
I saw that she had left a long dress on the corner of my bed, my god, she was serious. I pick the dress to have a good look at it. it was way too sexy for me to wear, I rather wear some jeans, a shirt and sneakers.
I put on my dress and did my make-up, hair, eyelashes, still had to choose my shoes, when I had everything i needed. I was ready to walk out of the door, till my mother stopped me.
"let me see your outfit" I sigh and turned around.
"no, I don't like the shoes with the dress, seriously sneakers" I shrugged my shoulders, it was just me.
" I am borrowing you my shoes, hold up" she rushed to her room.
~two thousand years later~
why she always taking so long to something, I walked into her room, there she was asleep on her bed. I rolled my eyes and noticed there was a pair of heels in her hands, probably the one she want to give me.
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Was I A Fool For You
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