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ʏᴀʏᴀ ᴅᴀᴄᴏꜱᴛᴀ ᴀꜱ ᴀᴍᴀʀᴀ
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𝐀 𝐌 𝐀 𝐑 𝐀 𝐏.𝐎.𝐕
It's been eight years since I've come back home, and it took Mama getting sick to do so. Lately, her health has been deteriorating and papa said they don't know how long she has until she passes. She's supposed to be taking medication and going to see her doctor but lately, she has been refusing treatment.
Never in a million years did I think I would return to Laniakea, but here I was driving through the familiar streets.
After Mama exposed everyone I went back home and stayed there until Sargent came to pick me up. Everyone— except Lettie, came a bid me farewell as I took the next journey in my life. I went through training and worked active duty for three years before I was recruited into the NSA.
My life did an absolute 360 after that. I witness things that would make anybody lose their minds, I cut off my friends and family for safety reason and been in more life or death situation than I have fingers. Closed bullet and knife wounds scatter all over my once smooth skin. Tattoos run up and down the side of my now big thighs and my hair laid flat and curly.
My experience changed, but my personality did too. For a long time, I couldn't find the strength to smile or be happy. I've seen so many horrible things that made me lose faith in humanity. I keep people at an arm's length and stay to myself. I walk around with a stoic expression and only talk when I ultimately have to.
Growing up, my only passion was surfing, but living in heart of Washington D.C and working at a job that requires you to constantly look over your shoulder, you learn that there isn't any room for your passion. Especially, in the early stages of your career. Slacking off either gets you killed or demoted and I wasn't trying to go through either.
The kids playing in the streets snapped me out of my daze and I began to drive a little slower. If I'm not mistaken, Lelo got pregnant with quadruplets a couple of months after I left. I have only seen a picture of them when they were toddlers but I know for a fact that it's them.
