All characters and events in this story are completely fictional. If anything seems familiar it is completely coincidental. All situations in this story come completely from my imagination. ________________ "And you need to stop calling me 'shawty', I'm not your girl so stop pushing the issue, I don't want to be just another name in your little black book." I said sounding more appalled than I could ever really be. He started walking closer to me and before I knew it, he had my back against the wall and my left leg wrapped around his waist. The look that he gave made him look so powerful that I couldn't help but be intimidated and turned on at the same time. "Look mami I don't think you really hearin' me so let me break this shit down to you real brief. Imma be around for the time bein' whether you want to be or not, I'm not goin' no where. Just let me have one chance." "Prove it." ________________

Khalil Towens is not the average 18 year old. He is one of the youngest and most respected drug dealers in town. Read as drugs, love, and betrayal turn Khalil's life upside down.

I shed a tear. As I walked toward where my bloodless grandma slept peacefully. As the service moved along I looked around for her ( my mother) to be honest I don't even think I should call her that anymore. Queen is orphan child. After she told on her mother domestically abusing her and her grandmother dying. She try her hardest to keep her happiness together.

it's like we're throwing stones at a glass house. and it's SHATTERS. watch it, SHATTER. nothing matters. if it's no truth between those hard walls.

Here is just a book where I let my rants out and simply just jokes me and my friends have made about other people. Nothing against them, we just like to play around like that. XP

This isn't really a story i'm just stating facts about black girls today..lol im just saying the problems we have to go through as an upcoming black women in society or the problems we have like hair for example