It's not easy having a reputation as a mistress child
I mean it's not like I knew
And now to deal with 6 whores who hate me
Well I guess being a Noel should be fun.
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Hi There,
My name is Nevaeh Lilyana Noel and this is my life story about how God took me from "Rags to Richie's" but even though it seems like a fairytale all things don't come easy..so this story is a growing process but hopefully you will learn something from me
Well let start from the beginning where it all started at the tender age of 24 the oldest out of 3 on my mom side I have a lot going on with going to school and working 2 jobs I always stayed on the move in the D.. Detroit that is born and raised I have a little apartment downtown where I am close to both my jobs and where I go to school I currently work at Lisa's Coney Island in the and a bartender/dancer and Melrose Night Club Not Stripping but just dancing ...if you just said "Lord Jesus!!!!!!!" Yes it true I got a lot going on.
Nevaeh: Good morning Ms. Lisa how you doing I picked up those flowers you needed
Lisa: Thank you..
Nevaeh: What are you looking at?
Lisa: That guy at the door he just sitting there...." Go Away We Closed!!!" (She said screaming)
The guy at the door: Help me please I'm lost I don't where I'm at...can you please help please
Lisa: These bums around here on that serious crack..I'm calling the police
Nevaeh: No don't I will get rid of him
Lisa: Don't you let him come in..I gotta go so you open up today and don't talk to strangers.
Nevaeh: (laughing) Yes Ms. Lisa
As I watched her leave out the back I go back to the front and get ready to open up and I see the guy still standing there it would be rude to just ignore him and he don't look like one the normal guys who come around here even though he was wearing a hoodie he really looked lost he was light skin tall beautiful grey eyes and he was wearing glasses I knew I never saw him around here so I had to at least see what was really going on...Ms. Lisa is going to kill me
I go to the door and open it he doesn't smell and he looks clean but he looks worried about something ....God curse my kind heart and my good deeds of wanting to help people
Nevaeh: Can I help sir
Mick: Call me Mick please can I come in I jus-
Nevaeh: No I can't I will get in trouble and I don't know you
As I got ready to close the door he grabbed my hand and looked me in the eyes and said
Mick: Please.. I don't want money I don't need food and I am not homeless or on drugs I just started walking and I walked so far that I cant locate my car.. So please let me come in and get myself together and I promise I will be out your hair.
Well who can argue with that..how could I turn down someone like this what if this was me what if I was in his shoes would someone help me..
Nevaeh: Come in..and if you try to rob me I am locked and loaded get the picture
