He Saved Me(Thug Urban)

He Saved Me(Thug Urban)

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Through the cracks in the streets, she found her way and landed into a Thug's arms. The name's Kharter. Kharter Raie Jackson age 20, originating from the place of Compton, and everywhere she turns she finds no comfort or relief. She's been to hell and back and all she needs is somebody to show her that she's not what people says she is. Trying to make the best life she knows how for her daughters she longs to get out of the hood to become a neurologist. She 's on her own and in need of a savior, though she ever never seems to admit it. And that's where Rashad "Slim" Hunter comes in, a regular trap King whose only ambition is to be rich, richer than he already is. He's far deeper than he appears to Kharter, but she just can't see beyond his baggy jeans ,hefty golden chains and crooked smile. While Rashad soon concludes that Kharter is a Gangster's Paradise. Inspired by a conversation, real life situations and everyday devastation. Dedicated to my Love.
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