15 years, 15 YEARS I've been in a living hell... Well let me start of by telling you who i am and what I've been through. Im Kalani. My name means "of the heavens", only because i was survivor child. When my mom was pregnant with me she did all things she wasn't supposed to do. She smoked, drank, and fucked with me in her stomach. The doctor said i would never make it after he heard all that she had done, but when i was born the doctor pronounced me dead but after a while i started to breathe and cry which made my mother relieved but she also pained at the fact that she had a big part of my "death". So she named me Kalani because if it weren't for gods mighty powers i would be here now!!
I live in a small town in Louisiana called Eunice. Its somewhat north of Louisiana and its my home. I grew without my dad only because he died 15 days after i was born. He was shot after coming to visit me. My mom wouldn't tell me why he was shot because she thought i was too young.i was 14 when she told me, she promised that she would tell me why when i turned 15 and i had turned 15 in the summer and knowing me i was somewhat bothering her to tell me. My dad was a drug dealer, and the best one at that. The people who worked for him had gotten tired of him being the best drug dealer in Eunice and they plotted against him. When he came to visit me it was all good until he walked out the door. Cops had shown up and took down every employee. Dad said he wasn't going to jail ever again and so he ran.......until he was shot in the back of his head.
And this is my story :)
