His Bahamian American Daughter 🇧🇸🇺🇸✔

Chapter 8

Micaì

Today was another day but today I wasn't feeling it like it was almost the end of June we would be in the month of July soon.

Lexa💝💜💜: Hey sis so I don't know about you but I ain't feeling today

Me: I feel the same way it's like I woke up mad

Lexa💝💜💜: me too like I don't want to be near my dad today

Me: I don't want to be around my dad either

" Good your up go get cleaned up I need to take you to get some stuff " said dad.

" I don't want to go daddy " I said with a slight attitude hope he didn't notice the attitude.

" Micaì come on now get out of the bed and get in the tub I'm not playing with you because you will get your first whooping " said dad.

I got out the bed and went in the bathroom and did my usual hygiene then I went back in my room and dried off putting on my underwear.

Her outfit mi us the nails air pods and phone and hair .

I walked downstairs to the kitchen I sat down and he was in the kitchen yall I was not feeling today.

" Stand up let me see your outfit cause if I see skin your going back in your room to change" said dad.

I stand up so he could see yall my daddy is very strict and because I'm his daughter he will be a bit harder on me because I'm his youngest daughter.

" No go change those jeans are showing to much skin matter fact whennyou change bring the jeans cause it going in the garbage " said dad.

" But daddy that's not fair ugh why can't I wear these jeans " I said ugh he is so not fair.

" Micaì you are still a child you are only eleven years old young lady now go change now " said dad.

I marched up the stairs angrily stomping my feet I went in my room and took the whole outfit off mad was how I was feeling.

I changed in to something more appropriate so I pulled my hair in one it was still in braids.