Ghetto Love

Ghetto Love

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18 came quick. I just graduated high school and I'm ready to move out my ma house to be on my own. I live with my ma and my lil brother and lil sisters and the twins. My brother Kell only 16 but think he grown as hell, I love him to death and I don't want him to get caught up in these streets. My sister Laniyah known as la la 15 and she ain't doing to good either she done had 2 prego scares and my momma don't even know about them. The twins 7. One is a boy named sincere and the other a girl named rose I love them so Much even though they fight every chance thu get. Ma ain't really around to much because she had to work to take care of my siblings. I know my mom gone need help around the house and I have been helping but it is time for me to go out and explore the world for myself. I know I sound selfish but it's my life and I got to do what I gotta do. I'm grown now.......I guess
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*new cover* I'm living in a house made of glass. I'm scared to move, to breathe, to think. I'm afraid. Any wrong move and I get yelled at, a broken rule and I get beat up...he's not even my father and I'm stuck in his own fucked up version of reality. My own mother is the reason he has me, the reason my family lost me. A broken, lost mafia princess living in the wrong story, taken from the right one. I've been in foster care all my life, until them...my brothers. I am saved by them when my shattered heart was about to turn into stone and when my cries would become echoes in the walls of the prison I was bestowed upon. I was months old when I was stolen from my family. 17 years had to go by for them to finally find me. My dad, my four older brothers..one of which I'll soon discover is my twin. My missing half. Will they be able to mend my shattered soul or will I remain broken and alone? TW: rape, abuse, assault, attempted suicide, strong language - Warning: contains teenage pregnancy SHE DOES KEEP THE BABY STOP SNAPPING AT ME DAMMIT...respectfully <3 *Edited*...sort of

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