The Pimp's Daughter

et money, she gave it to me a day. It was certainly inconvenient but she preferred to do it this way and I was used to it. And so, when she came home in the early morning, she never forgot to leave

of my trademark. Of course, I could afford more clothe

own hair, I always made myself a ponytail, but I knew that according to the trends of the moment, this hairstyle did not suit me at all but hey, I

ver the flirtatious young woman that I was deep inside me. On the nights Haley didn't sleep at home, I would always pick her up and we would both drive to school. It never happened that sh

lips. She always dressed up for class and had great clothes even though they were cheap. She might not have enough money to buy quality clothes, but her choices were just beautiful.

home and so we walked. Walking to school together every morning was one of the things that made us closer to each other. It was during these moments that we chatted and told each other all our

r and I was afraid that one day, under pressure, she would end up breaking the promise that we had made to each other a little younger. She had promised me not and I trusted her completely. However, I avoided talk

tigious university she was going to, all in order to hurt Haley. I was doing my best so that Haley wouldn't suffer but how could I protect her if so many people were fighting against her. It was not enoug

like I had to be accountable to everyone, but I felt obligated. I don't know if my mother ever realized how much she had ruined my life, but I just know that I didn't want he

ardly ever used that name. The only times I had seen my mother introduce herself as Mary-E

s 16. When she was still an infant, my mother had to be dropped off in a basket in front of an orphanage. This story was also the one of the main reasons that pushed me not to judge her because basically, her life had not been easy