23rd of August.
6:57pm*"Ok I'm done" I relaxed and calmed myself down
Bitch not the fck I'm not.
I grabbed the knife on the counter and tried to stab him with it.
We were wrestling
Poppa: "ICHIKA STOP ,STOP" he said with rage.
He tried to grab my hand but instead grabbed the knife.
Poppa: "SHIT , ARE YOU CRAZY" he screamed
I put my hands over my mouth in shock
And dropped the knife
Oh shit what did I just do...
"I'm so sorry poppa, I'm so sorry "
I tried to grab his hand and he pushed me away from him
Poppa: "ARE YOU CRAZY YOU JUST STABBED ME"
"I DIDNT MEAN TO IM SORRY"
I started to panic because I can't go back to prison.
"YOU GOT ANY BAND AIDS???"i said while rummaging through the kitchen.
"Ok let's just use this"
He looked at me like I was stupid.
"Just let me do it for the love of God"
I took off my shirt and rapped it around his hand and secured it with my rubber band.
"Done,I'm so sorry I didn't mean to"
Poppa: "fuck you mean sorry ain't no sorry"
I am not tryna go back to prison imma say sorry till the death of me.
"I'm sorry" I said lowly
He looked at me like I was crazy.
Poppa: "sorry? Just sorry? You need to go."
I looked at him.
"I said I'm sor-"
Poppa: "IM I SPEAKING CHINESE GOOO"
I picked up my bag and left.
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23rd of August.
11:03 pm*"Indie i fcked up I fcked up" I said pacing around the room.
Indie: "so your telling me you stabbed him?"
"Yes indie I did"
Indie : "ICHIKA YOU IS A CONVICTED FELLON,YOU LITERALLY WENT TO PRISON FOR ASSAULT"
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ON MY ONES.
Mystery / ThrillerShe does what she has to do to get where she wanna be.