You Belong To Me

Black

Camilla's POV

3 Years Ago

My name is Camilla, Camilla Snow and I'm 21 to be exact and I'm 5'2, I have brown eyes, black hair, and have beautiful dark skin. This story is a representation of my life, and you will

walk through it with me and be by my side through it all. When is was 17 I took all of the money that I saved up from my job as a

housekeeper at a motel 12 blocks down the road from where I used to live with my abusive mother Draya Snow, at the time she was 33 years old. When I was younger she had

beautiful brown skin that I used to envy so much growing up, long black-gray hair, and light brown eyes. My mother had me when she

was 16 so as you can probably guess she didn't get to spend that time living the life that most kids her age would have lived since she has to take care of a baby alone because the father

wanted nothing to do with her or the baby because as he said "I'm too young to have a kid, and you can either have the kid and give it

away and stay with me or have the kid and keep it without it having a father figure in their life." And you can probably guess what my mother chose, well I can to because she used to

remind me every single day of my life when she would yell at me and blame me for ruining her life when I had nothing to do with her opening her legs every

time my so called "father" called her wanting some. But anyways I took everything that I could carry in my school book bag and I left before she could come home from "work" or as

I call it, her getting a refile from her drug dealer, but when I left I didn't walk I ran, I ran as far and as fast as I could, I didn't know

where I was going but I let my legs take me where they could, and I never looked back not once, that all happened 6 years ago. And not once did my mother not call me or any of my

family to see if I was okay, she also sold all of the things that I left behind, and I was perfectly fine with that, and three weeks later after

sleeping on a park bench at night, showering at a gym in the morning and heading off to school, I finally found a house and it had a three bedroom two bath house that I paid in

full with all of the money that I saved up over the years, and I was still going to school, since it was my last year until I got to graduate, and

that most definitely will not be a problem seeing as though I was an A B honor roll student, and I barely miss school. I was so glad that I was doing this all for myself because I was doing

better for myself than my so called "mother" ever did for me in my 17 years of being alive and living with her, and I was perfectly fine

with that.

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Present Time

Right now i am currently walking through the hallway along side all of the students of JamesStone High, and out of nowhere I got

pushed into a locker on my right side while I was on my way to my math class, and when I got pushed I ended up falling and dropping my two books and my phone which where in my

arms, and when I look up I see a group of boys laughing at me and they are all laughing and congratulating a light skin boy, with light green

eyes, curly black hair, and he looked about 6'3. Then when I finally got up and put all my stuff into my book bag he had the audacity to come over to me and slam  me into the lockers again,

and me being me I decided that it would be a good idea to knee him in the balls, then he fell to knees and groaned in pain. Then I saw a

teacher coming so I decided to run and also because his friends were trying to fight. When I got to the parking lot I got pulled into someone's car and when I realized who it was I

wanted to puke.