My name is Jade Smyth . I'm 15, and this is my true gang life.
*5 years earlier*
"You just don't know when to quit do you?", I said as I gently nudged the cool barrel of the gun againt his left temple.
"L-look little girl", he stuttered. "I did not steal yo brothers dope nor did I take out his homeboy. So can you go get some goddamn crayons to hold instead of a gun."
"Little? Crayons? Whose the one tied up here? Whose the one who managed to tie you up. And most importantly who is the one with the gun here?", I scoffed and chuckled lightly as I ran my fingers through my thick curly hair.
He glared at me.
"Know what, all I'm saying is that I ain't have nothing to do with the shit you accusing me of", he said.
"I find it funny how you keep lying", I chuckled. "But you know what? It's okay", I smiled
"Um...it is?", he said sounding confused.
"Yeah. Cuz a constant liar's best friend is the devil. Just so happens that your meeting with him will be a little sooner than expected".
"Wait w-"
*BOOM....BOOM*
I stared at his lifeless body for a few seconds, then heard a beeping car outside. I ran outside into the rain and darkness of the night.
My first kill when I was 10 years old. Now I'm 15, still in this gang life my brother introduced me to on my 9th birthday. While normal little girls got barbie dolls and toy houses to go with it. I got a gun. This is my story.
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Mystery / ThrillerJade is 15 years old. Introduced to the gang life at such an early age of 9. Jade's parents died a tragic death when she was only 6. Up to now, their parents killer has still not been identified. Her and her brother, Dae, were doing perfectly fine...
