⚠️WARNING!⚠️ This story you are about to read is intended for readers of age 18+. Ths story will include strong language, blood, gore, violence, slight mentions of sexual themes, and death that some readers may find upsetting and disturbing. If any of these topic disturb or bother you please DO NOT read this! You've been warned... STATUS: Ongoing (Dont own any of these pictures!) My first book so please enjoy my lovely readers~<3

"I can relate to that" Just because it says "growing up black" doesn't mean people of color are only ones allowed read this ok? Ok. Anybody can relate. I'm just putting some of what I find funny and what I went through, seen, and heard✌️.

The struggles of growing up black

bro this acc hss just turned into ur local julieta fanfic supplier since there isnt enough on herr lmao this may contain -intense kissing -lime -strong language (cussing)

Things to know: y/n = your name h/c =hair color e/c = eye color Y/n lived in a small house in the country. Y/n is 17 years old and is home schooled due to her family heritage from her mothers side. Y/n is know as a puppeteer who make and controls puppets and dolls. While Y/n was home alone she had found an old book that belonged to her mother and in that book it stated what y/n's mother was doing last before she died. The book also said that y/n's mother was in a Eastern European Village finishing off and old rival. The book had a pendant which y/n used by accident and now needs to finish what her mother had started. (Art is not mine credit goes to the creator)