𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔤𝔯𝔢𝔴 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔱𝔢.

Ｐｒｏｌｏｇｕｅ

𝘉𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦.

𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺.

𝘉𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦. 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘹𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥. 𝘉𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰 .

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴.

𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘰, 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦.

𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯.

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴.

𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴.

𝘈𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥. 𝘉𝘦 𝘗𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵, 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺.

The angelic voice in my head, tells me to do.

She's always been the sunlight in my darkness, even though she's not with me anymore.

I can't do it anymore.

it gets harder

Every. Fucking. Day

And I don't know, how much longer I can handle.

It's hard to wait around for something you know might never happen, but it's harder to give up when you know it's everything you want.

I was slowly going deeper and deeper into the darkness.

Until they came in, are they  the sign?

The sign I should keep going, or give up...

And end it all

─━━━⊱Background Information ⊰━━━─

Name: Kimberly Angela Herrera (aka. Rose)

Age:18 (December 17, 2002)

Family:
Amelia Sol Herrera-(grandmother) die April 3, 2009 (63), have a heart attack in the middle of the night
Guadalupe Lupe Herrera -( mom) 33, married jake Davis (48) on June 9, 2016.Lives in Piney Point Village, Houston tx.
Cristina Jessie Herrera- (twin sister) die October 19, 2009 (7), got shot 2 times in the street (gang fight)

Education: drop out of high school

Criminal background:
Sent to jail at age 8 for second-degree murder for 5 years.
Sent to jail for 3 months for having drugs
100 hours of community service for street fighting

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The Rose That Grew From Concrete

"𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘸
𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦?
𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘸 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵
𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘵.
𝘍𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘺 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴,
𝘪𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘩 𝘢𝘪𝘳.
𝘓𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘸 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦
𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥."- Tupac Shakur

"In the poem "The Rose That Grew from Concrete" by Tupac Shakur, the poem represents the ways that someone can become something great coming from a place that's not recognized as great. In this poem, he uses a rose, something that's recognized as beautiful, even with its imperfections. Roses are a symbol of beauty and love, but it's also taken with caution because of its thorns. The rose correlates with people, and how beautiful people are, and how even in our imperfections we can be loved. Being that the rose grew from concrete something hard and that has no nourishment, manmade cement, and not really appreciated, a thing that people walk all over and don't really take care to appreciate that it's there. The concrete represents the ghetto or any place that's looked at as a place that has nothing good to come out of it."