Down To Ride

Down To Ride

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Alisha By lisha-stories Completed

I never believed in love, any type of love at that. I come from foster homes, the gutter. It's kind of like I was never meant to experience love. But then there was her. She comes from the system too, the system that was built to keep us down but she always believed that there was something more. She never let anything hold her back and I admired that about her. I was able to talk to her, open up to her about shit my counselors couldn't get out of me for years.

I fell for her.

She was my idea of love... my idea of anything real. It's just that we weren't meant to be together. I belonged down and I was holding her back. She had a future, and I was just meant to be nothing. I was meant to be a statistic because I didn't believe in shit. I wasn't anything like her in that aspect. I knew there was nothing more for me the moment I was thrown into the system, yet she saw something in me and she refused to leave me down where I belonged.

  • abuse
  • college
  • domestic
  • drugs
  • family
  • fostercare
  • fosterhome
  • friends
  • generalfiction
  • hood
  • love
  • relationship
  • self-esteem
  • streets
  • trust
  • urban
  • violence
  • work
I remember I said something like this and they said I was hating🤕 bîtch how? I’m speaking the truth and you’re just mad it’s your reality.
pennyforyourthought_ pennyforyourthought_ Nov 14, 2017
yo on everything i would have snatched my damn food back & gave it to somebody down the road or some
6ixily 6ixily Dec 24, 2017
Kinda harsh but at the same time itd nothin but facts here 🤷🏽‍♀️
Real interesting n got some straight up stuff going on luv it
6ixily 6ixily Dec 24, 2017
Damn the heart and patient she has is a blessing because if this was me... 😒😤
I mean after awhile you can’t help someone who doesn’t want it 🤷🏿‍♀️