Keysha and Raquel -A detroit bad girl story

Keysha & Raquel

Part seventeen

CHAPTER THREE

Keysha Williams- November 2000

"Daddy, Daddy get up" seven year old Keysha said climbing on top of her father hitting his head. Behind her was her older brother, Eight year old Sean. "Is it christmas yet?" Rick asked. Rick, their father sat up in bed, rubbing his eyes holding Keysha in his arms. "It's barely Thanksgiving" Rick said smiling. Where's your mother? "She's downstairs making breakfast, you hungry daddy?" Keysha asked. Of course, Rick got out of bed you two go down stairs and get ready for breakfast so you can eat and go to school. Keysha and Sean did as so, both racing down the stairs, seeing who will make it to the table first.

    Not to long after, Rick made his way downstairs, Keysha and Sean was tearing their breakfast up. "Damn y'all chew your food before you swallow" Rick said walking over to Anika his wife kissing her. "Daddy sit next to me" Keysha said scouting over patting on her chair. Rick got his plate, taking a chair and pulling it aside his daughter sitting next to her. Keysha smiled with so much joy in her Dark brown eyes. Keysha was Caramel complexion just like her daddy, tall and petite, with long thick hair. Keysha was a true daddy's girl. Anywhere daddy went she wanted to go, and Anytime he was gone she awaited the moment he made it back home. They were the splitting image of each other, nobody could deny that was his child. Sean was more independent, wanted to do his own thing and be in his own world. He mostly hung around his friends playing football in the yard. He would sometimes play ball with his dad which was always a bonding moment for them both. He would call Sean his future basketball player, he also shared Rick’s Tall Physic. They all finished their meals, and prepared themselves for school and work, going to the car strapping in. Anika drove the kids to school.