Right My Wrongs❤

Right My Wrongs❤

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My name is Teyana Gazell Taylor. I am 19 years old , and live in Brooklyn, New York. Born & Raised. I live w| my mom and her boyfriend , Damien. I never really recall my father being in my life. When I was 3 the bastered walked out on me and my mother. So its just been me and my mother. My mom is half Trini ( Trinidadian ) and also we have some family down south. Her " Boyfriend " is from Atlanta. I really dislike him w| a passion. He sells drugs and is the head leader of a gang . We have a lot of money but this nigga has his own trap and has these young boys out here selling instead of going to school.He beats on my mom at times.She does a little bit of crack , because of him.Each time, I try to convince my mom to leave, she refuses. Most of the times she let's him abuse me. I have to go to school w| bruises, and I have to cover them up. One day Ima get out of here, and run far away, before shit gets worse for me. I have a big dream to becoming a dancer and singer.Ima make it some how
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I was walking to work one morning when a bag gets thrown over my head and I'm jerked back by two arms encircling my waist. My parents always told me this could happen as my father is the judge and put a high profile murderer behind bars. He set the bail at 1.2 million dollars and I honestly don't know why my father is still alive. I was in the courtroom but the little girl who was sitting next to me- maybe thirteen, so not really little- said there's no way he did it. Kids are a pretty good judge of character but I had to agree that some things looked off when the evidence was shown. The next thing I know the bag is pulled up some and a rag is put over my mouth and nose. I cringe inwardly at how cliché it is but hey chloroform does the trick and I'm out before we started moving.

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