i want to start off by saying thank you for clicking onto this book. this is a backstory of the main character's life. i hope you enjoy it to the point you're tuned in for the rest of the story, but if not it's all good! :)
the entire story will remain in lower case letters
( btw the cover is by me and i'm proud as hell with how it turned out ;') )
enjoy <3
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i tossed and turned in my bed as the yelling got louder. i looked over at nyomi and leon as they both sat up in their bunk beds, looking towards the bedroom door. i did the same.
at the time, i was only 5 years old, but i knew more than what i was supposed to. i knew what was going on downstairs between my mom and dad, but out of nowhere, 4 gunshots went off leaving nyomi, leon, and i all paralyzed.
we all looked at each other before i hopped off of my bed and over to leon's. nyomi did the same thing and leon held us tight in his arms as the yelling stopped.
it was silent except for the faint shoveling of feet against the hardwood floor downstairs.
"lee what's going on?" i asked him in my innocent, hushed voice.
"i don't know," he replied. "y'all stay here while i go check it out,"
he got up slowly and walked over to the bedroom door, pulling it open as quietly as he could. he then closed the door behind him as he tipped toes down the stairs.
i took my stuffed unicorn and hugged it as i laid my head onto nyomi's shoulder. we were waiting for leon to come back or even our mom to come into our room, but no one did and we both ended up falling asleep.
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as morning came, i slowly opened my eyes and saw an empty room. it was around 8 am, so i lazily slipped on my slippers and walked out the room with my unicorn in hand.
i walked down the stairs and held onto the railing as i went around the corner. nyomi and leon were sitting on the couch eating cereal as our dad played rap music in the kitchen.
i looked around to see if our mom were home, but she wasn't anywhere in sight.
"goodmorning nana," leon said to me as he got up from the couch. "come on let's get you some cereal," he walked with me to the kitchen as nyomi stayed on the couch.
