life in the streets

life in the streets

  • WpView
    Reads 305
  • WpVote
    Votes 22
  • WpPart
    Parts 1
WpMetadataReadOngoing<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Nov 30, 2014
One can never tell how things will go when you're living your life on the edge. One minute you're making money,having sex,shoot outs,fighting,you know the "fast life". The fast life will show you a good time with less boring days. Like a coin there's two sides. The other side is where the pain is. That is the part we hide. I remember days standing on the block 25/8 with out going to sleep because the money was coming in good. Growing up in the projects were it aint nothing to really do but things you are not pose to. So when i turned 13years old my dad got locked up so i made my own choice an decided to be in the streets so thats what i did. Late nights when i aint never come i never thought about how my mom was feeling an what she was thinking. Oneday i remember walking in the house and hearing my mom crying because i was always out in the streets an was never home an she always thought when she heard gun shots and a knock on the door it was going to be someone telling her i got shot
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Unrealistic Reality
  • Stupid Crazy Lovely Roommates
  • To Forgive, or to Forget
  • Word Of Action!✔️
  • Ꮖɦɛ ɢʀɨʍʍ ʀɛʋօʟʊᏆɨօռ
  • My Unexpected Mate
  • Unchained
  • Was It For Love Or For Blood (Book 1) (✔️COMPLETED)
  • 💔The M.O.B Life🔫
  • A Little Too Late

There are some people who live in a dream world. A world where everything is perfectly fine. There are no fights, no pain, only happiness. These people see the bright side of everything, even the bad things in life. Then there are people who face reality. They know how much some things can hurt and how hard it can be to do the right thing. They have to make hard decisions, life changing ones. They get strangled in a web of lies, and once you're in, you can't get out. I belong to the second group and I am here to inform you that a perfect world doesn't exist. There is no such thing as 'a happily ever after.' We are all in the same game, just different levels. We're dealing with the same hell, only different devils. My devil is a killer and my game is to kill him. The only problem was I didn't know who my devil was. That's how the unrealistic game suddenly became a reality.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines