14th Street

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Around these streets is cold hearted people. They don't care about you. All they care about is money, and daily hoes. They can take people from you. Make you lose yourself. At the end of the day they just want something to fill that empty hole in them. So they take people's pride and joy. But me? Nah, they don't come close to me. They all know me, and treat me with respect. All because my father used to run these streets before he died. We was living good. Now I watch my mom grieve over the lost memories and try to keep up with the bills. Enough with the sad news. I'm Julissa Wright from 14th Street and this is my story.