Words, illustrations, and thoughts from urban youth.
Friday, October 3, 2008
The Black Woman
This is a story of a young black WOMAN who has been threw alot of struggles and still manages to help other people out with there problems. It started off one night at 12:56 pm when she was born on the WEST SIDE of chicago at MOUNT SINAI. She was born into a family of high school drop outs, teenage pregnancy, & crack heads. When she turned one she got her first bruise for trying to get something to eat. When she was three she got the chance to stay in the house by herself. She had so many uncles but they didn't stay long as soon as they came out of her mothers room they left and never came back. She always asked her mom where was uncle John or where was uncle Sean. Her mother always said they were sick or they passed away. When she turned ten the worse thing happened to her that scared her for life. She was playing with her doll while UNCLE CARL was in the front room getting drunk and her mother was out side getting food. While she was playing with her doll in her room her door flew open and it was UNCLE CARL. He walked and her room and came in her face and asked her for a kiss but she said no. After she said no he grabbed her and told her you always walking around in little shorts and little tops and then he said you gone give me a kiss. The little girl started getting scared and didn't know what to do so ahe told him she had to use the bathroom. So he let her go and she ran to the and right whem she was about to close the door he busted in the bathroom and her innocence was tooken away. After UNCLE CARL was done he left the house to go get drunk some more. When her mother came home she didn't have food but she was pissed that her house wasn't clean eventhough it was dirty every day. She yelled for the little girl to come to her and when the little girl didn't come she went looking for her. She finally found the girl laying on the bathroom floor with blood on her dress. Her mother told her to get up and stop crying. When she got up she was trying to tell her mother what happened but the tears kept coming. Her mother wasn't paying her no mind she just told her to stop crying she just started her period. Her mother wouldn't listen to her so she didn't know what to do and she was always left in the house with one of her UNCLES. Every day after the incident she had to come home and get it done all over again. When she got to high school all boys had to do was tell her that he loved her. No one thought she was going to be nothing in life but she surprised every body and was the first black woman to be president.
5 comments:
this story is a good story.i like the obstacles the character overcame.very interesting
I don't know who bubbles is. No Credit until i know your name.
this is a good story. it touches on a subject people are scared to talk about. it was very good.
Bubbles is Danielle Wilson so can i get my credit now................
DAMN HER UNCLE WAS BONING HER A$$! BUT SOMETHING GOOD CAME OUT OF IT! OTHER THAN SEX! HAHAHA
~TINO DOLLA$~
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