Monday 💀💉🔪
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Sierra POV👿😼👄
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Sooooooo here we are. At school... yet again. But the morning was starting off good. Me and the crew were chilling in front of the school geeking. I'm kinda you know bummy right now. Today I wore a baggy ' bish whet' sweat shirt, some jeans, and Jordans. Not my best outfit but defiantly not the worst. I went home yesterday and got cursed out and beaten.
Flashback🔫💉🔪
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Dad: YOU JUST LIKE YOUR HOE ASS MOTHER! *kicks me in stomach*
Me: *winces in pain*
Dad: OUT ALL WEEKEND LONG NOT TELLING ME WHERE YOU AT!
Me: *coughs up blood* Well I would if I had a phone.
Dad: Are you smart mouthing me, bitch? *grabs me by my hair and brings me closer to his face*
Me: Yes.
Dad: *back hands me*
Me: *cries* I... Hate...You.
Dad: Oh you do? Well after I'm through with you gone hate me even more. *balls up fist and grabs me by my hair*
Me: Go ahead nothing you haven't already done to me. Your a pitiful drunk!
Dad: *gets angrier and punches me hard*.
Flashback Over🚬💣🔫
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Well as you can see I finally spoke up. It felt good but the bruises still hurt.
Me: Don't you just hate Monday's?
Everyone: Yes.
Lyrik: SiSi when we going to go to the insane asylum?
Me: Soon ,butterbug, soon.
Everyone: *looking at us like we're crazy*
Me: We uh- Eh forget it.
Ty: *singing* T-H-O-T she's a thottie. *points to Geneva*
Geneva: What y'all bitches looking at?
June: Who you think you talking to, you loose pussy having ass bitch?!
Geneva: I'm sick of y'all so wassup?
Lyrik: You really stoopid! You gone take on us three by yourself?
Geneva: No. Trin? Lashay?
All of a sudden these two hoes walked up beside Geneva. They were pretty but looked stuck up and retarded.
Trin: So who wanted to fight?
Me: I'm in pain right now but I will fuck your gap toothed ass up! *tries to get up* Ow. *sits back down*
June: That's ok SiSi. *stretching* We got em.
Me: You sure?
Lyrik: Yep. Raheem hand me my umbrella.
Raheem: Why?
Lyrik: Just give it to me.
Raheem: Oooo *grins*
Everybody: RAHEEM!
Raheem: Sorry. *gives Lyrik umbrella*
Lashay: What you using that for?
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Twisted Truth (Completed)
Novela JuvenilSierra Moore...She's 17 years old trying to find some good in this twisted world. With her alcoholic and abusive father always on her she doesn't know what the good life is. With no friends by her side she is all alone in Atlanta. Or so...
