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Hi, I'm taliyah but people call me tali I'm 18 and from California but I live in Chicago. We moved here when I was 10 because my dad died and my mom said, and I quote "I'm not gonna live where that bastard layed his head anymore hell I don't wanna even live in the state or imma spit on his grave everyday" I know pretty fucked upright? yea that's my mom for you. My mom has always had a strong hatred for me and I never knew my .she has always found a way to put me down even when I was so happy and tried so hard to ignore her negative words they still found there own painful way to knock me down. At first, it hurt like a million bricks to my face, I cried and hurt myself a lot because of her but soon I stopped caring....until one day my mom brought a man home and I was 15.

I had already gone through puberty at a very early age so I had curves in not all the best ways but it was enough to keep the boys staring, So like I was saying, I could tell that they were both drunk so I was gonna just go to my room cause I knew they were gonna probably have...u knoww, but I wasn't able to cause my mom snatched me back and said that I "nEeDeD tO lEaRn mY lEsSoN" while smirking and just basically handed me to the man. He started touching me and as much as I tried to push him off it didn't work.. that night that man raped me.hard. and my mom didn't do anything bout it, she just sat there drinking and laughed at me.. from the point on I knew she didn't give a fuck bout me so after that I started smoking, got a few tattoos and I work at a strip club not to show anything I just needed to make a money on my own. I don't have friends anymore except for one that I met last year. ever since that night, everyone said that I turned.............................................................................
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Wassup I'm Treyvon but in the streets, I'm well known as soul I'm a big-time kingpin don't get me wrong I wasn't always this way I started selling at 14 and worked my way up to where I am now at 21 I live in Chicago even though I own a lot of other cities even states I moved here from New York with my mom and dad at 11 cause my dad wanted to and my moms couldn't do anything about it. my dad was abusive as fuck to my mama and me all the time Every night when he got home from work my ma automatically sent me to my room with food and told me to lock my door and if I hear him coming hide cause she knew what was gonna happen and by then I did too.

she thought that I didn't know about the things that went on when I went in my room but I did, I knew that he would constantly rape and beat my mom and it hurt to listen to her suffer through that. One night he came home pissed off and I was 14 he beat my mom so bad until she could bearly breath and I was feeling bold and felt like I had enough of that and so did my mama so I ran I out my room and saw that he had a knife to her stomach so I went and grabbed his gun off of the dining room table and pointed it at him yelling that if he didn't leave her alone I would fire off until there weren't any more bullets left he laughed and looked me dead in the eyes saying I didn't have the balls before putting the knife to my mama's neck faceing me " DO IT!!!!" he yelled at me " SHOOT ME PUSSY YOU NEVA BEEN SHIT AND U NEVA WILL BE YOU WERE THE BIGGEST MISTAKE I EVER MADE DYING WOULD MAKE ME HAPPY IF IT MEANS I DIDNT HAVE TO DEAL WIT YOU ANYMORE" and with that, I was through I looked my mom in the eyes mouthing "I love you" before shooting him dead in the head doing what it promised and he did the same.. he did attempt to slit my moms throat. after all that I guess the neighbors had called the police because I heard sirens then I blacked out

later that night both me and her had been rushed to the hospital even though my dad slit her throat he didn't cut deep enough because she survived and after it all, I guess she seemed traumatized so they sent her to a mental hospital she even lied and said she killed him but I don't think she said that to protect me I think she said that for herself so she could put it in her head that SHE killed the crazy son of a bitch that put her through so much pain for so many years. later on, I moved in with my grandma and occasionally went to visit my mom but soon gave up. that night changed me for the better and the worse I now struggle trusting people and kill people just for the thrill of things. ever since then people call me.......................................................................................................................................................................................EMOTIONLESS

I hope yall liked this I started this book when I was 12 and I'm starting it over and fixing it up cause its cringy asf.... anwayyyy ill be back soon with chapter 1

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