Anina Curtis
The Beating She Got
It all started when I was in my mother room one morning. My mother was on the phone. Then all of a sudden I heard her say baby you gone have to call her back because I am on the phone. Then I was like momma who was that on the phone because I knew it was for me. She was like I don’t know because I didn’t ask who it was. Then I was like did he kind a sound like a girl. Then she was like no but his voice was kind a hoarse. Then I was like oh that was this boy named D’wayne. Now let me remind you that that was my ex boy friend. She was like oh well you gone have to call him back because I am on the on the phone. Then I was like I aint gone call him back because he a lame .Then she was like oh well then that’s that. I was gone call him back but I never got a chance to call any way. But my best friend called her name is Monique. We was talking for a little while. Then she was like nina guess what. Then I was like what. She like why leslie call and ask me was we playing on somebody phone. So you know me I am japing and stuff .Then this girl named Shannon came to my house saying it was me playing on her phone. I told her it wasn’t me. She insisted on saying it was me because she listening to every body else. S I got tired of her talking mess. So I just stole off her .And we fought. I aint gone never forget it.
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