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I don’t get in it when they fight

I don’t get in it when they fight

Good afternoon Bahama Drama please keep me anonymous. I am only 17 years old and my brother is 27 years old a grown ass man so I can’t get in the middle and stop him when him and my Mommy is be fighting sometimes because I don’t want to catch a stray blow.

And before anyone on this page have something bad to say about me for not helping my Mommy out when my brother is fighting her you need to understand that my big brother is in a gang okay

And he does have several guns in our room in his stash. My Mommy is usually start the fight though I ain’t gah lie. Because she be saying things to my brother that she knows is going to get her in trouble with my brother and his friend’s so I just stay out of it.

I remember once or twice I tried to intervene when they’re fighting and I almost got hit with the Cutlass in my face the first time and the second time my brother went to hit my Mommy over the head with the conch shell and I grabbed his hand and he gone to hit me with it.

So I don’t get in they fight no more after that. If they want kill each other that’s on them not me because I love both of them but if they wan kill each other over who makes the rules in my daddy house RIP that’s they business.

The only reason that I’m bringing this to Facebook is because a lot of Bahamian parents are getting beat up by their own children and nobody’s talking about it because

it’s embarrassing so every Bahamian knows at least off the top of they head’s at least 5 parents who is getting beat up by their children or grandchildren. That’s why I really don’t feel no kinda way about not jumping in it when my brother and my Mommy is be fighting.

Bend the tree while it’s young or keep the father in the household and Bahamian families wouldn’t have this problem. When I grow up and have children.

My child will never try beat me because I is kill people when I get mad. Well I ain’t kill nobody yet but I have a temper you see. But I don’t fight my Mommy doe. I don’t hit women like my big brother do.

Last week my Mommy little brother gone went behind my brother car to go kill him but my Mommy tell him no. This thing is getting out of hand in this house bey.

Well anyway I hope some of y’all stop disrespecting and fighting on yeah Mommy and Grammy dem doe for real. Blessed Love.

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Yes indeed this does happen to be a very big problem in the Bahamas that no one is talking about and really needs the spotlight.

I don't get in it when they fight

Good afternoon Bahama Drama please keep me anonymous. I am only 17 years old and my brother is 27 years old a grown ass man so I can't get in the
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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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My son hit me

My son hit me

Good morning Bahama Drama please keep me anonymous.

I never thought that I would see the day when my own child would strike me down.

My son and I was discussing what he plans to do with his life as we often do because lately my son seemed to be very distracted by his friends he be hanging out with and not trying to do nothing with his self so yesterday morning before I left the house for work I said to my son who was still in bed that he can’t continue to waste his life like this and that he needs to get up and try find a job because I can’t keep taking care of a grown ass man who doesn’t want to do nothing with his life.

My son just turned his head the other way as if he was telling me F-U and sucked his teeth. I then pulled the sheets off of him and before I could finnish saying who the hell are you sucking your teeth at my 20 year old son who I raised by myself with no help from he Pa jumped up and struck me in my eye saying the word bitch at the same time.

I fell on the floor screaming from the blow that I had just received from a child who I almost died in labor with for 17 hours who the doctors say wasn’t going to probably make it because he was so underweight as a premature but God had the final say.

Yesterday was the first and last time that my son will ever hit me because when he gets out of jail he can’t come back to my house.

I never thought that I would see the day when my own child physically hurt me. I just want to say to the mother’s out there. Try get a man in the household because if you are trying to raise a son the day will come when he will for some reason physically challenge you and your going to need the back up of another male to answer his call for possible violence.

A simple morning talk and you gonna go and strike your own Mommy? The bible says children obey your Mommy and Father so that you’re days maybe longer. Lord I hate to say this but my son ain’t got long on this earth someone gonna kill him.

I’m speaking a good word of advice don’t let these children run your house where you pay all the bills.

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My son hit me

Good morning Bahama Drama please keep me anonymous.

I never thought that I would see the day when my own child would strike me down.

My son and I was discussing wh
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My Junglaus Mother

My Junglaus Mother

Good morning Bahama Drama please keep me anonymous. I just want to know if anyone else is probably going through this with a Mommy like mine.

Ever since I could remember my Mommy has always been a selfish kind of person just like my grandma was when I was little.

My grandma was such a mess that she beat me when I was 13 because I would not sleep with this boy in our neighborhood who she thought was the perfect boy for me because she liked him because she said that he had a lot of manners because he would walk to the corner store for her anytime she’d ask but I wouldn’t because I was always afraid that someone would try take me so I wasn’t ever her her favorite grandchild.

But I do remember well that cut ass that she gave me because I wouldn’t give up my virginity to that boy that day.

Me and the boy was friends just as I was with All of the other boys in the neighborhood because I was a real Tom boy bad bad and anything a boy did I could do so much better than them.

I didn’t even see boys in that kind of way because to me they were more like competition in who’s faster stronger or better at childhood things.

So one day this same boy who my grandma liked a lot tried to kiss me in the back of our yard and so I kissed him back because I couldn’t let him think that I didn’t know about kissing and I had to prove to him that I could kiss better than him to.

It was all about competition to me in my childhood.

My friend was about 2 years older than I was but what did it matter to me he was still a chump in my book because I had already beat him in all of the sports and games that me and him had ever competed at so I was not afraid of a kiss from him in the slightest way.

He then took out his thing and it was long and he had hair on it any everything and then he tried to pull down my shorts but I was not going to do that.

So I held on to the realm of my shorts and wouldn’t let him put them down and I began to walk away from him.

As I looked back at him and at his things it was so big and had all kinds of big veins running from it like a bodybuilders neck.

I was so not going to have sex with a boy and definitely one that I grew up with and not at this age I thought. So I went back into the neighborhood to look for my other friends because now I had label him as being nasty and fresh and I no longer wanted to play with him or even be his friend especially with that thing that he showed me in our backyard.

Letter that day I went home for some food and water as other kids in the neighborhood parents began to call them in to eat.

When I got to my grandma house her and my Mommy was sitting on the porch and the boy followed my grandma into our house and as she did my Mommy called me in and when I got all of the way inside

she held me down and my grandma began to beat me so badly with a drop cord telling me saying that I had done something wrong to this boy.

And that she’s not going to have any sissy girls in this house. And her and my grandma locked me and the boy inside my grandma’s room and said that I better not come out of this room until I like boys.

I was only 13.

So I allowed the boy to do it to me and it was so painful and their was blood everywhere on my Grandmas bed sheets and I also got a beating for that to.

After that and a couple of days staying in the bathroom everyday acting like I was using it because I was afraid to go outside and also afraid to face to face conversation with my grandma and Mommy. I was so afraid of them.

I always had thought about hurting myself after that and I would no longer play with my friends and just became a in the house child.

The same boy who I was forced to have sex with would continue to come to my grandma house and have sex with me and I was always afraid to tell him no because I knew what could happen if I denied him.

After a year I got to see my Daddy who my grandma hated so much that she stopped him from coming to her house to see me. She and my Mommy had band him over to keep the peace they had said.

And my Mommy had told me he didn’t want me and was a evil man and a devil so I was a little afraid of him and to talk to him.

And I remember my Mommy had told me that I better not run my mouth to my Daddy when I go by him because that’s making trouble.

I finally did run my mouth and told my dad what they had done to me and my Daddy went to kill my grandma the boy and my Mommy and got locked up for 2 years.

After they did get my Daddy arrested they sent me to girls industrial.

I’m 19 years old now have my own apartment thanks to my Daddy for all of his continued love and support to me. But I will never forget how generationally wicked some families can be.

Whenever I try to talk to my Mommy about it she plays the victim and starts to cry to this very day blaming the whole thing on me saying that I was to fresh. Or that she was trying to save me from being gay.

I don’t hate her but that’s why today I have a deeper understanding of why my mother-in-law is say some people shouldn’t be allowed to have children.

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My Junglaus Mother

Good morning Bahama Drama please keep me anonymous. I just want to know if anyone else is probably going through this with a Mommy like mine.

Ever since I coul
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