Street Gyals{editing}

Street Gyals{editing}

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"There's no way out what are we gonna do?!!" "I don't know...Anilah I don't want to go back please." "Girls listen we are going to fight till the end and we won't back down... if these niggas think that they gone take us out they can think again."I said, "Now whose with me!!!!!"I continued. "STREET GYALS!!" I shouted. And they all did the signature handshake and shouted" Street Gyals!!!" Join this group of girls on an unforgettable journey of lies and heartbreaks blood sweat and tears as they battle new and old enemies. Please note that every thing in this book is not entirely real😂......and this book will be mostly about the Antiguan lifestyle(a little Caribbean island) and how we get down, down here. Thanks😘😘
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"Mama, I can't just leave Abir." I admitted, telling her exactly why I couldn't do this. Not only would she be snatching me away from my family and friends but she was taking me away from the person I'd loved for five going on six years. I couldn't just walk away from him. "Baby.." She trailed off, sighing deeply. "I know you love Abir." She stood to her feet to stop packing for a moment and pulled me into her. "But I promise you, there will be other boys. Right now you have to do what's best for you and that's coming with your daddy and I to give you a better life." "Better life for who? You?!" I screamed out, becoming even more angry at her choice of words. As if my feelings were robotic and I could just turn them on and off for any and every person. "My feelings just don't matter to y'all at all, huh?" I asked, crying harder than before now. "Speak to your mother with some respect, Giselle." My father spat to me and I shook my head, watching as they stood there looking at me like some dumb teenager. This wasn't puppy love for me. I didn't spend 5 years building something, just to walk away from it for their dreams. I couldn't do it. Sinner. Book #1

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