Hood Love
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MatureComplete Wed, Nov 13, 2019<5 mins
My name's Mila short for (Jamila)I'm 18, I grew up in Harlem around drug dealers and murders. My mom (Kamila) died when I was 15, shot right in front of me, my mom was an amazing women but had a terrible past she got out the streets, left my dad (Andre) and chased her dream to become a pediatrician and she did that. I don't know who killed my mother but later one day I'll find out. It's my last year in high school, and I got this boyfriend named Jamal he's amazing he's been here since day one but the scary thing is he's a drug dealer. My best friend is Kamiyah that's my day one bitch she's a real ass bitch we been best friends since diapers. I have two older brother's Jayden and Jamari, Jayden is a business owner . Jamari is in high school we are twins, Jayden takes care of us. This is just the beginning of my story sit back relax and read it gets crazy from here.
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