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" what they saying ? " Grandma asked Aunt Cori I paced the living room
" still no bond " Aunt Cori shook her head putting the phone down
" MAN FUCK ! " My Uncle blurted
" she finna have to sit down and do some time. FUCK! " My other uncle roared standing up from the couch
" Man this some bullshit " Auntie Trice finally spoke
" Oh, lawd my baby in jail, I'm dying, I can't take all this " My grandma said We stopped and looked at her
" Fuck you mean you dying? " Uncle Chris said
" I - " She started
" You what? " Trice looked at her with a stern look
" I got cancer " She blurted
" Oh wow " Cori shook her head
" cancer " Uncle Chris shook his head putting his head in his hands
" What the fuck is Cancer? " My other Uncle blurted
" Stop smoking that shit " Cori spoke looking at him
" Ma when was you going to tell us? " Trice asked
" What stage? " Trice asked
" Don't worry about me right now " Grandma spoke
" What you mean don't worry about you? Ma you are dying " Cori spoke
" I'll be fine, just worry about getting yall sister out of there " Grandma spoke
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" So did she do it? " Liyah asked
" hell no she aint do that shit " I snapped
" Why would your mom kill Asia? " Kayla asked
" she didn't do it " I spoke
" so what are you going to do ? " Liyah asked
" We trying to get her out, everything should be straight " I shrugged walking up the steps
Kayla knocked on the door we waited a little until Tray came to the door
" The fuck took yall so long? " He asked letting us in
" Boy we was hungry " Liyah said
" Be here on time , yall got a lot to do today " He said as we followed him to the guest house in the back yard
" we need some shit made, some shit bagged up, money counted & straightened " he told us
" and don't be in here playing, ill take some of yall money off " He said leaving to go back to the main house
" Damn we got a lot to do " Kayla spoke grabbing saran wrap from the kitchen
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" yall ever wonder what's behind that door in the basement? " Liyah asked
" Liyah don't even think about it " Kayla stopped looking at her
" what? its bothering me I need to know " Liyah spoke
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Life Of A Fat Girl
Non-FictionA crazy story about the life of a 17 year old highschooler