Being me JuMonta Anquan Huggie I was just like every other Black African American male I never had a father figure. My pops was a in and out father he use to make things seem like they were gonna Be alright. But everything as a Jit would always seem right when he would give you toys and money and spend ample time with you. I'm older now I'm a 17 year old boy my Birthday was November 18. It was times to Be exposed to the real world. And Be told the truth when your dad isn't in the same household as you by the age of 10 your the man of the house.
You have to do everything you can to leave out of this world successful and happy. My mom was the only person I had to prove something to. And that was I'd never end up being a broke stupid minority. Most people in my city even across the world would think that's the hardest task in the entire universe. But in reality it's not its really who you surround yourself around and how yo face card is in the hood..!
Later on in life I had moved away from Valdosta at a young age. My mom had fell in love with a man named Jermaine he wasn't exactly mean he just wanted the Best. We ended up moving to Columbus,Ga. I had made lots of friends But I had a friend name Johnny and he was like my Brother he never let me down.
He'd tell me when I was wrong and when I was right. Me and Johnny and a couple of friends had got into a big fight against a Boy named Corey and his friend. And at that point I knew Johnny was a true friend he had helped me win a fight that didn't have anything to do with him. When I came home that day I had gotten news that we were moving.,!
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Life of a Rollaxk pt.1
Short StoryGrowing up in a Small city called Valdosta located in South Georgia. I never really had much to look forward to . My family was falling apart my nikkaz was folding in the field and it took me a couple of years of my youth life to understand these ho...
