You do know me

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I woke up to an text from August that read..I went to go see my mama love you I replied with an ok and I love you too. Today I figured I could just go visit my mother again. Last time she really made me mad but this time I wanted more answers. And she probably went to the funeral yesterday. On my way there I thought how life would have been if my mama wasn't a crack head. I got out the car and went inside. The lady at the desk let me in I paid for 10 minutes because I figured I wasn't going to be here that long. The officer led my mother out she looked surprised to see me here. Tbh I was too.

SM= Sasha's mom
SM- look who came to see me. I'm surprised to see you again.

S- why you so surprised

SM- because I didn't see you yesterday at the funeral.

S- something came up

SM- like what

S- the night before I drugged myself and almost drowned

SM- why hunny

S- I wanted to die. It felt as if I lost-

SM- everything

S- yea so I-

SM- wanted to leave the world behind and force yourself to be with the person you loved most in the world. Which I know was your grandmother

S- umm yea just like that. How did you know.

SM- even though you had to separate from me doesn't mean I don't know my own daughter Sasha as much as you don't wanna believe it you are me just younger and smarter.

S- sooo I seen my daddy and he really does own a strip club.

SM- you worked there didn't you??

S- Noo....yes I didn't know. I really didn't know he was my father I would've stopped I honestly would.

SM- the money was so easy wasn't it

S- why you tryna act like you know me or something

SM- I know more than you think I do Sasha just because you didn't see me doesn't mean other people didn't know anything

S- so what else do you know about me.....

When she was about to start talking my time was up. My grandmother must have told her about me. I was about to pay for more time. Then I seen my father walk in. I hurried grabbed my purse and headed for the door. He called my name but I didn't answer. So he knew the whole time. Why didn't he tell me I couldn't work there or fire me. He watched me dance and walk around half naked. And it was my father.

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