This is a very fun, but difficult story to write. I've made some changes to the plot. Not much. But little things are adjusted. Great luck on your journey within this world my world has inspired me to create.
💜I'm also the writer of "Paanee." This book came before it. There are some similarities, but they are nowhere near completely the same. This book is also longer. Enjoy!💜
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"It's not a humming bird in my chest, that would be too soft; it's a wood pecker."
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Hebrew
I point at the clouds above me and trace them with my finger.
Today... was the worse; the love of my life was just proposed to. Literally then...
"The love of my life just invited me to his wedding," I laugh.
A tear rolls down my face.
Real niggas cry; so what?
"Ouch!" I sit up and rest my palms on the ground.
I stand and try to walk off my cramp. My walking turns to stomping real mufuckin fast.
"Shit a nigga just can't even be," I walk towards the swamp, all mad.
I sit on a log, then rest my fist in my palm.
Hope a gator eat my ass.
I look up and cross my arms while tucking my lips in to suck up my tears.
I'm simpin.
I notice a butterfly on its side. My body relaxes a bit.
It's struggling... it's dying.
"I stomped you?" I pick it up and hold it in my hands.
Damn.
The situation itself pulls and tugs on my mind in different ways.
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