Little Girl

Daddy taught me to be strong, always think of the strongest person I know. Thrive to be like them.
The strongest person I knew was mama. She went through a miscarriage after losing her father. Mama's side of the family neglected her as well.

After all that she still married into a life of crime and took care of a kid she probably didn't want. All the crap daddy put her through, she just accepted it. It wasn't like I was her child, more like she was used for daddy to have a kid.

I told daddy she was the strongest person I knew and he lashed out. "No girl, physically strong." He shouted. So I was being trained since I was six. People came after us. Bad people, maybe because daddy did some bad things.

In the business, I met with this boy daddy allowed me to have playdates with. But when we turned sixteen I wasn't allowed to see him again. His name was Ace. My guess is that he got into the business. Did what the bad people, what my daddy did. Having people chase him for the rest of his life.