Real Father

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Renaè

I walked to the store that was down the street from my house. It was hot and the lights and water was off and my mom hasn't been home in a whole month. So I've just been living somehow I got a job but not enough to pay the 600 dollar bills I barely make enough to put and keep gas in my car. My mom left the food stamps card so it seems like I can go get a few stuff.I got me a sprite, some chips, and some cookies. I swiped the card but it kept saying it wasn't working.

"Name please" The cashier asked.

"Renaè Johnson, the person on the card is Tracy Ward though" I said.

"Okay just right your name here and you can leave because the system is messed up" He said.

"Okay" I said signing my name taking my stuff and leaving.
A man came out and stopped me smiling he kinda looked like me maybe he's a long lost uncle or something. He resembled Tyrese the singer though.

"Hey, Renaè I'm your dad my names Michael"He said.

"My dad passed a long time ago" I said turning around to leave.

"Here's your birth certificate" He passed me a paper with my moms name and some man named Michael Johnson. Then he passed me his Id. I ended up in his Benz asking thousands of how questions.

"Well your supposedly dad was her husband he couldn't have kids and I didn't wanna give you away so she lied about me hitting you and I already had convictions so she took you Away and I couldn't come nowhere near you I hated it but I loved you so I stayed away" He said.

I started to get madder and madder so when I got there luckily that bitch wasn't here or she and that bitch nigga of hers would be dead. I hate her guts she can die and come alive again. I was mad so I called Dre and told him I'm coming to his house. I got in my car and left blasting Lifestyle by young thug and rich homie Quan.

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