Life In The Hood

Life In The Hood

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Erica Brown is a 17 year old girl who had to move from ATL to NY because of her brother's business. Erica doesn't know what his "business" consists of. . Hopefully she'll find out that it's the DRUG business. .The most dangerous and ruthless business that happens in the hood, and to mention that it's illegal. If that wasn't enough, Erica seems to attract these bad boys. Eventually Erica comes to realize that the streets don't love nobody. How will Erica navigate her drama-filled life dealing with these illegal situations? Will she be that real ride or die? Will she snitch? Will she kill? Will she love? Read to find out..
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"Mama, I can't just leave Abir." I admitted, telling her exactly why I couldn't do this. Not only would she be snatching me away from my family and friends but she was taking me away from the person I'd loved for five going on six years. I couldn't just walk away from him. "Baby.." She trailed off, sighing deeply. "I know you love Abir." She stood to her feet to stop packing for a moment and pulled me into her. "But I promise you, there will be other boys. Right now you have to do what's best for you and that's coming with your daddy and I to give you a better life." "Better life for who? You?!" I screamed out, becoming even more angry at her choice of words. As if my feelings were robotic and I could just turn them on and off for any and every person. "My feelings just don't matter to y'all at all, huh?" I asked, crying harder than before now. "Speak to your mother with some respect, Giselle." My father spat to me and I shook my head, watching as they stood there looking at me like some dumb teenager. This wasn't puppy love for me. I didn't spend 5 years building something, just to walk away from it for their dreams. I couldn't do it. Sinner. Book #1

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