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Back in school I was a King 👑

Back in school I was a King 👑

Please keep me anonymous and good morning Bahama Drama.

I remember thinking in school that, if I kept my pencil sharpen all day I would get good grades and pass tests. All I ever got was F’s, no lie. The only classes that I always got straight A’s and B’s all of the time was Science, biology and history. I never got under a B year round. I didn’t even have to study.

I was the smartest in that classroom for 4 years straight until the school moved me up because of my age being 16.

Going to 7th grade was cool. I was the tallest and the strongest in the school. They wanted me to play on the football team and Mom was finally proud of me for graduating out of the elementary school.

So you know that I was the king of my elementary school back then. Everyone was scared of me including the teachers. The teachers called me Sir.

I never really finished high school though because I wasn’t going to wait until I was 21 or 22 since my birthday is in May to graduate from highschool hell no.

So I left the place at 18 years old especially since my highschool girlfriend was pregnant. That’s when I started selling drugs on the block. I’ve been in and out of jail ever since.

I know all the officers there and I no all of the seasoned police including the undercover officers.

But after going to jail for drugs so many times I started scamming instead with credit cards and faking documents. This kept me out of jail for a few years until I decided to get into the prostitution game.

Yeah I got on drugs and started selling sex for money to buy more drugs just to pass the pain of life away but it only made the pain even worse when I didn’t have money to buy drugs because most clients didn’t want me anymore because someone started spreading rumors about me having AIDS.

But I didn’t have AIDS I had hepatitis C and was taking meds some days and other days I lived like a zombie just chasing the day and wherever it went with no goals no plans.

One day I hiked a ride with some fellow drug addicts to Atlanta Georgia and we partied and smoked all the crack one could smoke for a month straight. After each day I really couldn’t track what year I was living in.

One Sunday while sleeping in the crack house Red Dog’s kicked the door in. Oh that’s what we called the police up there.

They arrested everyone except for me. I was sleeping on the living room floor under some pissy blankets maybe I was so skinny that they couldn’t even see me I still don’t understand it to this very day.

But they arrested 6 people that day in the house. I was back alone broke and hungry so I walked the Atlanta Georgia streets until night came. I slept where my feet took me and begged passerbys on the street.

People looked at me as if I was vomit with legs begging for money. Days later I was hungry again having no money no drugs for days sober and worried of my situation.

As I sat on the ground in front of a big church I forgot the name of it but anyway this middle aged white lady came up to me asking me millions of questions about myself and how I became homeless and on drugs.

So I told her everything truthfully because I wasn’t money to buy drugs and food like chips and cheese and crackers and maybe some bologna slices.

Come to find out the lady was a man and ended up taking me back to her hotel and paid me for sex. The end.

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Y’all have to read this for yourselves 😅 I don’t want to be a spoiler. Lmao 🤣😂

Back in school I was a King 👑 Please keep me anonymous and good morning Bahama Drama. I remember thinking in school that, if I kept my pencil sharpen all day I would get good g
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