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      Walking into wing stop I could smell chicken being cooked which caused my stomach to rumble

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      Walking into wing stop I could smell chicken being cooked which caused my stomach to rumble. My mom started to order our food since she already knew what I wanted; I waited patiently. I watched as families, friends, and lovers laugh and have a good time. These are the times I wish I had someone else other then my mom to talk to about my feelings .

Growing up wasn't easy, and making friends damn sure wasn't easy either when not all but most of your generation think it's okay to smoke, drink and not come to school to get a education it's hard to make at least one friend. I'm not the fighter type but I've had sometimes where I've had to protect myself .

I had a friend once he was more of a brother through; he died protecting me. i remember it like it was yesterday.

🦋 Summer of 2017 🦋

      " You know i'm proud of right" Zay said short for Xavier. He was speaking on my grades which where all A's and one B.

"I'm thinking about buying you them new Jordan's that I seen last week" he spoke up once again.

I looked up at him " Zayyyy" I said in a whiny like tone " You know I hate when you buy me expensive things" I stated making sure I looked both ways before crossing the street with Zay walking next to me.

" I told you this already I'm the bi-" Zay started but I cut him off.

" I'm the big brother you don't have to worry about money I know I know" I said rolling my eyes in a playful way " but I just wished you would save your money for better things" I said getting serious.

" Alright lil sis but I'm still getting you them j-" he was cut off by someone yelling "AYE AYE!"

"shit" said Zay under his breath

"Indi" he said trying to get my attention since I was paying attention to the men that was coming our way.

" INDIA"  he said once again shaking me finally getting my attention.

" I need you to run babygirl I need you to run far away from here as you can and don't stop for nobody" he said looking into my eyes to show that he was serious.

"What? NO! I'm not leaving you Zay" I said with confusion " you can run to come on" I try to convince him by pulling his arm in the opposite direction.

"No India I need to stay and finish this. Here take this just in case I don't make it back" he said handing me a necklace " I was gone give it to you once we got back to the house but I think right now is the perfect time" " I love you India never forget it" he said pulling me into a hug and kissing my forehead "I love you too Zay" I said now with tears falling down my face " now run India" he said seeing the men get closer.

I ran down the alley but I seen some men in a black car roll pass the end of the alley so I ran and hid behind the dumpsters and I began to hear shouting and cussing. I hear someone saying " you thought you could get out the game alive nigga" and I hear Zay speaking up for himself than gunshots.
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     June 15, 2017 was the day my brother was killed. See Zay was my moms friend son. One day she dropped him off at our house I was around 5 at the time and Zay was 10. His mom told my mom to watch him for a couple hours those hours turned into years. So he became apart of the family we was his only family and losing him was a big lost to me and my mother.

"India you ready?" My mother asked me bringing me back to reality.

" yes" I said with sigh not really wanting to go back outside which was kind of chilly.

It was getting dark and my mother wanted to call a uber since she was tired and wanted to go home fast.

"Hunny can you hold this so I ca-" she was cut off by a man bumbing into her.

"Excuse m-" she started to say but he interrupted her.

He pulled out a gun and pointed it at us " give me your purse" he said with a deep voice " H-  here here take it" my mom said handing him her purse while shaking and pushing me behind her, but suddenly her phone began to ring and all you heard was a gun shot.

My mother was just murdered right in front of my eyes.

He shot her right in the middle of her head.

Everything was like in slow motion I began to scream and panic.

" fuckkkk!!" Said the shooter who I'm guessing wasn't planning on killing anyone he dropped my mother's purse and ran from the scene.

" NO! Momma please don't leave me " I said crying " you're the only person I have left you can't leave me please don't leave me" I said holding onto her tight now. Staring at her for 3 minutes I heard sirens.

"Ma'am I'm going to need you to let of her so we can put her onto the stretcher " said a police woman who I'm guessing came when I was caught up looking at my mother's cold dead body I didn't notice.

I let go of her body and let the paramedics do their job.

" My name is officer Alexzander, what's your name?" Asked a African American female police officer who had a gentle voice. Since I was still in shock I didn't answer her.

" Okay.... how about this is that your mother?" She asked I nodded my head yes.

"Okay we're getting some where" the female police officer whispered to herself.

"Can you please tell me your full name" she spoke once more.

I decided to speak " India Novella Desmond"

"Yes okay great" she said feeling accomplish since I said my name. 

She must be a rookie.

"That's a very beautiful name really unique can tell me your mother's name please" she asked.

"Angel Athena Desmond" I spoke lowly.

" Angel Athena Desmond got it" said making sure that's what I said " can you tell me what happen here India?"

"We where coming from out of wing stop" I said holding up the wing stop boxs "when a man ran into my mother she started to say excuse me when he cut her off and held us at gun point he told my mother to hand over her purse which she did but her phone started to beep to indicate that our uber was on its way and that's when he pulled the trigger he dropped her purse and took off once he seen what he had done" I told her with a shaky voice.

"Okay India did you see what the man looked like any special features? Tattoos, pricing anything that can help us find him" she asked

" No I was to scared to look at the man" I said shaking from the winds that is starting to pick up.

"Can I go to the hospital now miss Alexander?" I asked wanting to get away from the crime scene and the weather.

"Yea would you like to ride in the ambulance?" She asked.

I looked at the ambulance and thought about if I should get on it I decided not to.

"No can I ride with you?" I asked

"Yes right this way" she began to walk towards a police car that was parked on the other side of the street.

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Xavier above

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