My first 4 years of my life was in a small house in Madera California...
My dad was a drug addict/alcoholic...
So he would leave the house and would come back weeks or months later...
My mom would work but my dad would take the money...
Lets give my dad a name
We will call him Vato..
One night El Vato came hella drunk and started to hit my mom..
I tried defending her but El Vato
Grabbed the gun and shot my mom on the feet and he grabbed the gun and hit me on the left eye with it... He left running..
I called the ambulance and i was small and i just knew Spanish so the people didn't understand me but i gave them the address
They quickly came and took my mom to the hospital...
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Living in tha hood
RandomA 13 year old chica goes threw a lot of bullshit in her life... She learns that the real people stay with you to walk the dangerous path and that there is fake bitches in life.. She also learns the life isn't cupcakes and rainbows...
