I had just got my momma womb. The light shined on my light skinned, curly haired self. It was a new beginning for me. I saw the doctors cut off my cord and cried. It didn't hurt but that light was bright af. My mom was crying with tears of joy. My dad was holding my mom's hand looking at me. I finally opened my eyes and saw them. They was staring at me and I feel very uncomfortable when people stare at me so I cried. I was just like wtf y'all looking at?! But it was a special moment.😂💖 A few days later I went to my apartment complex on the Southside of Chicago on 79th street. This is when I recognized this is gonna be my life.
Years has passed and I actually welcomed a little brother named Taylor(*which I forgotten to put in the intro my bad!*). Even thought good things happened a lot of bad things happened. I got introduced to gang affiliation. Let me mind you I am only 3! I have met lots of bloods and crips. They are very intense. I see why my mom doesn't let me go outside anymore.
Several years has passed. I am now 12 years old. My dad's just got a new job at office with a president campaign. His name is Barack Obama. My dad's said I'd get to meet him when I'm a little older. It'd be really cool to meet with our future and first black, well mixed, president.
*end* (first time writing a book so it might not be that good but enjoy!😻)
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Life wit a Chance
FanfictionThe Southside crzy....I just want to become a inspiration to younger rappers. I just need a Chance💕 [ON HOLD]