"Can you imagine bring 13 ready to die"
~Growing up without her father not worried about her, and her mom working her ass off was hard enough. Two brothers died, and the rest isn't showing her the shit she needs to know about having the right...
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Hi, my name is Harmony Martin. I have 8 brothers, well I used too until two of em' got killed. Ima bastard, meaning I don't have a dad. I wanna know what's it is like to have a father, but that's not going to happen bc my brothers do so wrong all the time. So there's Dimitri, Nathaniel, Jayden, Jalen, Xavier, and Jordan. Anyways, I was on my way to school with Jayden, and Jalen.
"Harmony, you gone have to walk home by yourself. I have practice, and Jayden have to pick up Jayda," Jalen said as we was walking up towards the school
Jayda is Jayden's daughter. Jayden f'd around, Nd got some girl pregnant. I don't regret my niece, bc she is very beautiful Nd I just hope that she'll look up to me as her role model one day.
"I don't wanna go home. I'll just go to that abounded warehouse, and just spray paint something," I replied walking in the school
So what I do is spray paint, sing a little, play the instruments like piano, violin, harp, and the cello. I can draw too, but only to let my pain out Nd onto the paper.
"Don't get in trouble for it again," Jayden said
"Even if the police do try to say something, they can't. I always do it on the portrait thing anyways, not the building bc I only go there for quietness. Meaning they can really mind their business, worry about people who do wrong instead of people that is innocent and be minding their business. Like how they killed some man in his OWN backyard." I said rolling my eyes
"Whatever, go to class dweeb."
"Bye," I waved
"Bye," they said walking off
🤣After school🤣 After school I made my way straight to the warehouse ready to paint. As I set my bag down I saw 3 boys walking this way. I ignored them, turned back to the paper board, Nd focused on what I was going to draw.
"Hey girl," someone called out
I turned around, and saw three boys.
"May I help you"? I asked
"Whatchu doing here"? A light skin boy with twists asked
"What does it look like?"
"My bad. Can we sit, and watch?"
"I guess. Just don't say anything," I answered
"Bet," a dark skin dude with a scarf around his head said
