I'm in a world of pain and all I want to
do is die or run away from this shit. My
baby brother is the only thing that
keeps me going. I do what I do for him.
At least he ain't lied to me my whole
life. To be honest, I don't even know
who I am? I searched for my biological
daddy "Terry Naughton." I need to find
answers about myself. I still will always
think of Jamal as my daddy cause I
respect him for doing what most men
don't do. Not even for THEIR kids, let
alone a mf that's not theirs. I found out
that my daddy was shot and killed a
few years back. Ain't that a bitch?! You
live by the gun, you die by it. I don't
even show an ounce of remorse for this
man. I can't call this man my daddy!
This man wanted to kill me! You man
enough to sit there and stick yo dick in
my mama, but you couldn't take
responsibility and help raise me.
"Nigga, fuck you." I thought. And I
guess this mf went on and had 4 other
kids, all girls. Tameka, Tasha, Tamir,
and Tamala Naughton. I have 4 half
sisters. Shit, I don't even want to meet
they asses. Fuck them, fuck him, and
fuck his baby mamas too. Terry
Naughton was buried in Lincoln
Memorial Park Cemetery Compton, Ca.
I decided to pay him a visit, not to
bring flowers and shit. But to talk to
him. As i stood over his grave I spoke,
"I don't even know what to say, you a
real bitch. I'm glad you dead. It would
have been world war 4,000 if you was
actually alive. I just don't understand,
how you can go and have other kids,
but couldn't even try to be in my life.
What did my mama do so bad?
Whatever beef you had with her,
should have stayed with her. You didn't
have to take it out on me." This was a
pointless ass visit, I'm talking to a
stone.
"Go to hell," I said.
As I walked away from his grave I had
spit on it. At least I said what i had to
say. I didn't actually meet him, but I
said my last words. FUCK HIM. What
was really on my mind was the fact that
I had been lied to for 20 years. What
other secrets are there that I dont know
about yet? I guess it's time for me to
snap back to reality and finish taking
care of my brother, these bills, and
school.
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Teen FictionLashay recently lost her mother and now has to support herself and her baby brother, Tay. They both are really smart and find ways to make money. Despite living in the hood, they both have big dreams, but she finds out many secrets her mother hid wh...
