Sincere Mejè Johnson
"Sincere!!" My mother yelled walking in my room.
"Before You Start Your Speech , Yes I Went To The Concert I Told You Give Me Permission Or I Will Sneak Out So Yes I Snuck Out." I said pulling the covers over my head.
"Sincere, You Always Go Behind My Back And Do The Opposite Of What I Tell You I'm Just Protecting You." She said standing at the doorway.
"Your Protecting Me From What ?! The Darkness ? There Is Nothing To Protect Me From The Only Thing Your Doing Is Stopping Me From Having A Normal Childhood." I said getting out of the bed.
"Sincere You 17!! There Are Some Sick Men Out Here In The World, You Never Know You Could Have Been Kidnapped Or Anything Sweetheart , I Just Want The Best For You." She said.
"No You Want Me To Be A Nunn , And Help The Children And The Feed The Homeless, That's Not Me I'm Not Grandma. I'm Young I Want To Live And Experience Life. Your Trying To Tell Me Otherwise You Want Me To Be Old Before My Time." I said pacing the room.
"Sincere!! As Long As You Are Under My Roof You Will Obey Me." She yelled walking into the room.
"Obey?! Obey?! Do I Look Like A Dog To You. At Times I Really Wish It Was You In The Car Crash Instead Of Dad." I said screamed grabbing my phone and storming past her.
"Sincere Sincere Get Back Here!!" She yelled as I ran out the house.
I know I'm wrong for saying such evil things towards my mother, but every since my dad died in the car crash she's been super overprotective.
I walked to the cemetery with tears pouring down my face. As I reached my father's grave, my vision was filled with tears.
"Oh How I Miss You So Much." I said dropping to my knees.
"You Never Told Me Life Would Be This Hard Without You. What Am I Suppose To Do Daddy Huh? You Were The Only Person Who Understood Me." I said rubbing his headstone.
I sat there for hours and hours crying with my knees pressed against my chest.
"Sincere." I heard a familiar voice call out.
I ignored it and continued crying.
"You Good Ma?" The voice said.
I recognize that voice from anywhere.
"Yeah Von." I said quickly wiping my tears.
"No You Not Ma, What's On Your Mind?" He asked sitting beside me.
I just looked at my father's headstone and shook my head.
"Why Do We Live To Die Von?" I asked rocking back and forth.
"That's A Good Question, Ion Got The Answer Ma Ian Jesus Or Nothing." He said.
I signed.
"This Your Uncle Assum Lil Folks?" He asked.
"No, This Is My Father." I said softly.
"Damn, I'm Sorry Fa Ya Lost Lil Folks." He said rubbing my back.
I simply nodded.
"Have You Ever Lost Somebody That Made Your World Stop Spinning?" I asked.
"Yeah, I Lost My Bestfriend T.Roy And My Uncle When I Was Locked Up." He said sighing.
"How Did You Feel?" I asked looking up at him.
"I Was Fucked Up , I Lost My Bestfriend Me And T.Roy Went Through Everything Together, And It Fucked Me Up That I Couldn't Go To His Funeral Cause I Was In Jail." He said shaking his head.
"Was This Before You Started Rapping?" I asked.
"Yeah." He said.
Dayvon Daquan Bennett
"What Were You Locked Up For Then?" She asked.
"Connection With A Shooting, Two People Died They Charged Me With One Count Of Murder And Two Counts Of Attempted Murder." I said looking at her.
She stayed silent. I watched as the wind blew through her hair and the sun beam down on her brown skin.
"But I ain't do shit." I said breaking the silence.
"I Know." She said getting up and walking away.
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