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I gave birth to my son’s son
I gave birth to my son’s son
Good afternoon Bahama Drama please keep me anonymous. I can already see y’all judgmental people with y’all noses turned up at me having a baby from my son.
But before you start judgement at least allow me to explain why I did it.
I was a teenager when I had my son. I was still in high school at the time CC in its basically like me and my son grow up together.
If it wasn’t for my Mommy I wouldn’t have finished high school after having my son though but God always makes a way for those who put their trust in him.
After I graduated from high school I went directly to then COB which is now UB. I got a degree in education and begin working as a substitute teacher at first and later on a full time teacher at H.O. Nash high school. But that time my son was about 6 year’s old and a very gifted child for his age.
My son was doing algebra 2 by the time he reached grade 7 and calculus by grade 10. He had he completed Florida memorial college by age 18 with a bachelors degree in mathematics.
As my son was living in the States with his grandparents at this time I was also doing well in my profession. One day I got a call from my Mommy telling me that my son had been in a terrible car accident on i95 south.
I requested time off from my job to fly over because they had my son on life support and I needed to see my baby. When I got there all kinds of tubes was hooked up to him and the machines was practically doing everything for him as doctors explained to me that he had some swelling in the brain and bleeding.
Thank God at the time doctors said that he was not braindead though as a few months later he would be. I got calls from all kinds of medical centers asking to help my son with all kinds of experimental treatments maybe because my son’s medical insurance was over $2 million dollars.
After a while my son became braindead and I got a call from a medical experimental center of the university of Miami who told me that I didn’t have to lose my only son totally and that they could clone him and artificially impregnate me with the sperm of my own son and take the necessary robo nucleic acids containing his chromosomes and DNA giving me an exact replica of my son inside of me again.
I thought over it for a few days before having the procedure done on both me and my dying son.
A week later I went in to take a pregnancy test back home in Nassau still not believing that this whole thing was happening to me. Reality struck me after reading the pregnancy test results being positive.
I was pregnant with my son’s baby.
After the baby was born I went back in me and my son’s baby boy to do all kinds of medical tests. All came back good. I then said my goodbyes to my son that was braindead still on life support and I laid him to rest 3 weeks later.
My son’s son looks everything like his father my deceased son as they said that he would. An exact replica clone. I just wanna thank the Lord for today’s scientific miracles and giving me back my child. Bahama Drama happy Thanksgiving.
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I’m sorry that we took so long to post your life story. But you’ve been through a lot. I’m still trying to figure out if you are now a grandmother or Mother! Ijs… 😳
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Now I see jail ain’t for me
Now I see jail ain’t for me
Good morning Bahama Drama please keep me anonymous. I’d rather dead before I go back Fox Hill bey. I was sent up for 3 months and niggas don’t even know nothing about me
try gang me 5 times and what’s crazy is we all was apart of the same street gang on the road and niggas still beat me and take advantage of me up there.
But I still tried to stand up for myself but some of these dudes don’t have no life out in the real world that they is try to tempt you to really fuck them up so that you can get more charge’s put on you and you could stay in jail.
I mean that’s what it felt like when I was up there. You can’t trust nobody and nobody is your friend. So if you looking for friends and long talks you you getting a big surprise in fox hill.
Niggas is wicked bad bey and is get a kick out of fucking with new niggas who comes into the cell from road. I seen niggas who was boys on the road switch on he boy when he finally made it to jail both having the same charge’s
Everyone in fox hill prison is rat on you if you give them details about your case I learned that to when I was up there. Everyone is trying to cut some of they charges and time in there
So if you come in there with that loyalty shit for your boy you are going to leave out with the reality that no one is indeed loyal to no one in this street life shit it’s about survival of the fittest.
Dude’s is sell that loyalty shit to them green new niggas on the streets but behind these bars niggas know way better and it’s your ass or mine when we get in front of the judge on trial day.
Everyone is a snitch when they looking at time I don’t give a fuck who they is niggas. This ain’t no gangster movies niggas this is the real world.
Ain’t no cut and replay niggas. If you get caught by the law or your boy get caught even 5 years from now on anything bad and it don’t have to have anything to do with you 99.9% of gangster niggas I mean real killer’s will offer your ass up to the man
I’ve see it in here and I’ve even heard a lot of stories about shit like this in jail before. And them old niggas who is be in here can tell you this is real.
Ain’t nobody is going to stand up and have your back straight through when they get put under that CID or DEU kind intense investigation pressure but your ole lady bey.
You don’t have to listen to me you gonna feel it one day I sure of that because hard headed bird make good soup. 🍲
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Most people don’t have the ability to take wise advice so this message that you are sharing will fall on deaf ears and maybe remembered behind the 4 walls of a jail cell. Learn or suffer is what my daddy says.
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My best friend killed my brother
My best friend killed my brother
Good night Bahama Drama please keep me anonymous. I can’t lie my lil brother was not an angel but he didn’t go around making trouble with nobody.
So when the family got the news that he had been gunned down in the streets we was surprised. My oldest sister called my phone crying saying that Mark was shot just now and they saying he dead.
My heart froze up like that of a Deadman. I immediately vomited on the floor where I was working. I told my sister to calm down asking her how do she know if it’s true?
She then sent me the whatsapp pictures of my lil brother laying in the fetus position all covered in blood with some of his brains hanging out of his head and his cell phone still in the closed grips of his hand.
I immediately broke down on my knees crying with my arms now dangling as I looked at the shattered pictures of what was once a big brother’s childhood nemesis. My baby brother.
Later on that day me and the family went down to the hospital mortuary along with my mommy to identify my baby brother’s body.
Something that no mother or father and family members should ever have to do other than because of old age sickness.
That night was the longest night of my adulthood. It felt like that night was a week long in one stretch.
Our home was full of moaning that night all the way into the dawn.
As daybreak invited the rays of the sunlight into our homes front room windows it seemed to had creeped in accompanying a strange fog.
Maybe it was the sorrowful spirit of my little brother re-entering our shattered household, or just the thickness of sadness that had just swiped though into our lives in the short space of just 16 hours and 36 minutes of the announcement of what had happened.
Week’s latter the RBPF tracked down the killer who had happened to be my little brothers best friend from young who later admitted to killing my brother over not wanting to join the neighborhood gang after repeatedly asking him to do so that same month and had been applying all kinds of peer pressure down on my brother because of it.
We buried my little brother the following Saturday with funeral expenses ranging over $25,000 because he had no life insurance.
From that day my mommy and sisters were never the same people. It’s like a part of them died and was buried along side my little brother that week in Nassau.
Me on the other hand I had to remain strong for everyone in order for the family to get though the loss of my little brother and a mother of her youngest child. With sisters who used to fight any boy in school over their baby brother.
My sister’s them really took it hard to. But still I had to be strong for the family.
Just three months later the Lord called my Mommy home up to heaven to be with her baby.
He was about to be 19 the following year and was rushing to get 21 my brother was like that. Everything had to happen fast for him or he would feel like nothing was happening.
That same year I gave my life to the Lord stopped hanging out with bad company after work and completely changed the way I think about life and the people I have in my circle.
I forgave my little brothers killer while me and the church often visits him in Foxhill prison ministering to him and sharing the good news with him.
We even became best friends with the love of God flowing between us both understanding that only what you do for Christ is gonna last.
My message to all of you young guys and a few older guys is, nobody’s your friend in this game where the streets is where you base your rules by.
For the streets don’t love nobody, not even herself. So I advise you to take this as a sign even just for you to come from out of the streets and change your life by first giving your life to the Lord and changing your circle of friends you keep.
Good night and thank you Bahama Drama for giving me a platform to tell my family story and experience. God bless!
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God bless you to and my condolences to the loss of loved ones Sir…
