First story, I just had this idea in my head for a long time but I haven't gotten a chance to make a rough copy then fix the mistakes. So in advance, sorry for all the mistakes I make and also the confusing details... I'll try my best😊 And on another note, it's a book , MY book. So all the stuff in here may not comply with the characters actual life. But just read and use your imagination.
Simone
Today is the moving day. Can't say I'm excited much because we're moving out the hood to go to another hood but I'm grateful that I still have my mom, she works hard for what we have so I'll stay positive. Oh yes, I guess I should introduce myself properly. My name is Simone Johnson, I'm 15 and I live with my mother and my baby sister Ryan, she's 5. Haven't seen my dad since my 13th birthday, safe to say that I don't have a dad. I don't even worry about it I mean it's cliche. I will not let that stop me though for what I want to be... I actually don't know what i want to be yet. I'm conflicted but I'm only 15 so I still have time to look at my options.
~later that day~
After that long drive, we're finally arrived to the town of Baton Rouge, Louisiana. The town isn't anything Extravagant. But I didn't expect it to be and it doesn't have to be neither, as long as we can be a happy family here then I'm good. That's another thing about me, I'm not materialistic. It's not just because I can't afford all the new Jordan's and best clothes. Even if I had money for that stuff, it wouldn't make me happy. I've watched so many people let money and drugs take over their life. How could you let such an Object take over your life? And it's sad because I see so many people like me driven into that direction but some have to do it in order to survive... It's terrible I Just hope--
"Simone" mom shook my shoulder taking me out of my deep thoughts. "We're here". I looked up to see a small house that looked Just right for us. All of our stuff was already here. I got out the car and got Ryan out of her booster seat. I woke her up from her nap.
There were 2 rooms and 2 bathrooms. Better than our last house... Well apartment. It was one room and I slept in the living room most of the time. The neighborhood was terrible, my best friend lived in that apartment along with her siblings, her older brother got shot last year. It was rough but I'm hoping this place is a little better because it's the best we can do.
I observed the house, not too bad. Most definitely more space and I get my own room because Ryan sleeps with my mom so I'm happy.
I started unpacking all my stuff out of the boxes, and setting my room up.
"Hm I think I'm done" I thought to myself after hanging up Christmas lights on my wall. I just like how it looks. I'm standing too close, so I swiftly took a couple steps back to observe the room I just put together my self but I think I'm missing something. I felt something behind my ankle as I tipped back and nearly busted my behind.
"Ouch!" I squealed as I tried to recover from that fall I just taken. It was box, I missed one. I opened it and it was a box with my family picture of Ryan, my mom and I. I got back up and went found a screw and a hammer out the tool box that was in another box. I hung it up.
"That's what was missing" I said to myself. Now it's complete, I loved that picture, we look so happy even thought at that time was dark place. But I'm letting the past go.
"SIMONE" my mother yelled from our new kitchen. "COMING" I yelled back.
"I'm going to run to Popeyes for dinner, watch your sister" mama told me. And she grabbed her keys and left.
It was only about 7, so I decided maybe we could go on a walk and look around. I put on Ryan's shoes while I put on my shoes. I made sure I had my key on me and locked the door as we left. We walked and the smell of sea food hit my nose. Boy did it smell good!
We made our way down the street, looking around. Bunch of old folks sat on their porch greeting us as we walked by. As we made it to a corner, I spotted a park, maybe we could go there, but I also spotted a large group of boys I would have to walk past.
"Suck it up Simone, they are just boys" i thought to myself.
I proceeded to turn the corner. And walk down the street. Mission accomplished I thought to myself! I spoke to soon as I was walking I heard a boy yell "AYE MA" My heart dropped, I decided to ignore it and keep on walking, but then I heard them getting louder and I heard the same voice yell "HEY BITCH, IM TALKING TO YOU" My blood boiled, I turned around and walk towards them. "Excuse me?!" They all began to laugh and didn't say a word. What was their point?. One boy who had a fairly light skin tone with tattoos who looked to be about maybe 17 pushed infront of them.
"Leave ha alone" he said thru his thick accent. "Go home lil mama, you shouldn't be out here, it's getting late". I shook my head, at a complete loss for words. He was gorgeous and his accent just made him even more stunning. I walked back in the opposite direction. Turning the corner going back home. But it stayed on my mind, why are boys so disrespectful, I'm not obligated to speak to you and that gives you no reason to call me a bitch.
"I'm tired" Ryan whined as we were walking back. "I know Ryan, were almost back home." As we approached the door, the door swung open, scaring the mess outta me. "SIMONE, WHERE WERE YOU?!" Mama yelled furiously. "I took Ryan out for a walk, I'm sorry if i scared you" I said nervously. "Don't you ever leave this house without my consult young lady, do you hear me?" She asked seriously. "Yes ma'am" I said shamed, i guess that was dumb of me. We don't even know this place and I'm walking alone with my baby sister. I couldn't let anything happen to her.
We entered the house and sat down at the table, we did our prayer and began eating. Why we were done I was extremely tired, so I crawled in my bed and went to sleep.
