Projectcolouredgirls Stories

Seventeen years old Habeebah Williams has just moved to New York City with her mom, after surviving a traumatic event that took her dad's life. The city is as reluctant to welcome her as she is to settle in it. Betrayal, racism, discrimination, friendship and love await her on this new chapter, but so does her dad's killer. Ever persistent and bloodthirsty, death seems to have followed Habeebah and her mom across the globe and now she must either outrun it, or succumb.

"Do you think you're the only one who is in pain?" Though I wanted to answer him I just couldn't seem to form the words. He held my hand, and I badly wanted to snatch it from his hand. The Iv's that we're exposed looked ugly on my skin, at least to me they did. Before I could get long enough to answer him he was speaking again, this time with a broken tone, a broken smile, and a desperate face. "Do you think I like being helpless while I watch you die?" And with those words, my heart broke for him.

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