New beginnings are often disguised as painful endings ~ Lao Tzu
Chapter 2: Change
August 24
MondayJai'yanna's POV :
I crying everytime I looked back on that particular moment of my life. All I can do is pray that my days never look like that again. I picked my nike shorts up from off the floor last night putting them back on. An the first person I see as soon as I walked out my room going through the kitchen is my CoCoButter (my niece), sitting on the couch in the living room playing with her baby dolls. "Morning TT!"
I smiled, awww. "GoodMorning My lil luv bug! Where's yo bullshit ass, uncle at?"
"Over here sleep—", She answered before running her hands through the dolls head again.
I shook my head.
Anotha day Anotha dolla' man
I just walk off towards the kitchen looking for something to cook—I was little hungry and I guess the heathens can have a little breakfast before going to school.
A/N💗: This is what the kitchen looks like or use your imagination
I opened up the refrigerator door looking for the eggs, the milk, the pancake batter and last night's leftovers until it dawned on me that today was a Monday. An everybody knows L.A's monday morning traffic is like trying to get to the party while crossfaded and in a bucket with two rims on Friday Night—Bitch you ain't making it.
It's equivalent to HELL.
I glanced over at the clock on the oven to see if I had some time to spare: 8:00 am.
Hell Nah!
I would have to leave the house right now just to get them to they school on time.
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