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store or picked them up from a friend's or got them by any other means as she did not leave the house with anything but her beautiful face and long dark twisted hair. She

d in on my way back from school and since then she w

bit. I stood there glaring at my window, looking through hers and would duck and hide in fear that she would see me whenever she turned to look at her window. I would raise my head again when I felt like she had turned her eyes and attention back to what she was doing. This went on for a while u

d her father and brother call her that as I always tried to side-listen to their conversations and hear as much I could. She would be

ther came out the car. I started to try to fathom what she was so upset about. Where were they coming from, what had happened there, who or what had dared made my princess that mad? As her father walked towards the door of the house, he let out the words "Ciara! You're overacting about this" while entering the house. This fed m

s of a young age. I thought they were very cool and wanted to join them in the way they dressed, slangs they used and how they acted. I lived with just my mom all my life and never even knew who my father was. Another part of the reason was because I saw it as an avenue to make more money and support my mom who only survived us on her income as a waitress in

ood got shot and died on the spot. That evening, my mom called me to t

ed to Phillip today?" she asked,

everyone ha

me thugs" she said like I hadn't

ly some guys from a

ive in and what you teens are exposed to but I do

of some gang related activities. It's not worth it son. I would rather die than look at your lifeless body. I am proud of you and all that you are and I appreciat

'm already involved in the business and promise her that I would be careful, but no I just could not. How could I tell her that I am already involved in some shady practices and that was what assisted us financially? It would shatter her heart an

hought of quitting like it was that easy crossed my mind but I would counter it with the thought that I have already been in this too long and far for me to just quit and even my mom found out, hopefully she doesn't she would understand. This made me a bit reluctant and unconcerned about the activities of the "not so social' society I belonged and about the normal jobs I would carry out after school or at the night time. I would even decline making deliveries on the ac