Black Short Stories : Queen of Denile

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    Three gun shots rang out in the misty night air, I couldn't believe what I had done. It was like it was all a bad dream or even worst a reallity. Blood seeped down into the gutter, along with my hopes of ever getting away with this. I guess you wondering all this for the love of the game, correction all this for the love of a man. Latasha's limp body ly on the bare black topped street, she had gotten in my face one time to many, and I was sick and tired of fighting for what was mine. And Ralo was mine, and no other female would take him, I would kill before I let that happen. I thought about the baby in her stomach, and how it would never live, I thought about what I had done, and how I would spend the rest of my life. I did what I knew to do I ran, I ran all the way to the warehouse where Ralo and his crew hung out at. I burst through the door sweating, my caramel skin now with a hint of red. My big brown eyes flashing. Ralo was at the table playing dominos with his boys, All I wanted was to fall through the floor. If only I had listened to my mama a long time ago about Ralo, and the trouble he would cause, but I screamed at her I was grown, and now look what my growness had got me. ralo got up from the table in a rush. "Queen what's the matter girl you straight," He held onto my arm. He spoted the small handgun he had given me in my hand. I burst into tears,"I shot her, I shot her." I screamed. "**** baby who you shot," He asked. The room got silent. "Latasha, I killed her," I dropped to the floor on my knees. Ralo looked around at the silent crew,"Yo mind ya'll ****in' business go back to what cha was doin,' " He said angrily. "well you can't stay here,"He ordered more than said. I looked up at him. "The cops gone be on ya trail and---umm I can't afford to have my operation split," He said. I stopped crying and looked up. "What," I was confused. "You heard me bounce, You can't stay up in here peace, nice knowin' ya, wun, all that other ****,"He opened the door and escorted my dumb *** out into the street. Humph so much for thug love, I was out in the cold with a murder charge that would probably lock me up for life, all because I had to have thug love. All this time mama had been right, and I had been to stupid to see that he didn't love me, I was just another dime in his piggy bank. A couple of days later as I was hiding out at my Girl Kammy's house the police raided the house looking for me. How did they know where I was at, my so called man Ralo had ratted me out. All this because some loud mouth girl claimed to be the mother of my mans child, and all because deep down I knew it was true. So here I am In this cell Looking at these pictures of Ralo and me, when we had first met. I was so in love with him, he treated me like my name a queen. He gave me any and everything I wanted, and when somebody was on my back he got um off. Now He was just a blunt memory, pounding in my head like the gaurds night stick on the cell bars. I was barely twenty, and I would be spending the next 25 years in this **** hole. Mama came to visit me every once in a while, but mostly I just wrote in my diary, and prayed. All my dreams and ambitions had been washed down that gutter that night I pulled the trigger realeasing three from the chamber. I was just another woman in jail, having to fight ho's off to keep my woman hood, and gaurds off to keep my sanity. How does the saying go all good things must come to an end, well my good thing came to a end with a tragic ending.
     
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    dis street flow of story was very well written poet!!
    now i sit back to collect myself..........very nice work.
     
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    Thanks $$RICH$$ glad you feel my flow. It's all about being real right----right, I see um like I call um, and this story is reality and a lesson of life wrapped up in one.

    Peace
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    To be real is a gift bestowed upon us by our nature, to speak out is a blessing from god.
     
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    indeed it is my sis.........reality of da real world speaks out
    through da soul
     
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    July 3, 1995

    Dear Diary,

    I sit here and listen to the water in this old leaky faucet drop
    the water in the sink sounds like bricks hitting a glass wall. I have been here seventeen months, that's a year and five months, and it's killin' me to never see the sunrise again, and never hear the birds chirp. I feel like just what I am a prisoner inside my own body, a prisoner inside my own heart. One girl down the hall In cell block C had to get stiches, because some girl had accused her of stealing her tampons, when she got loud, homegirl cut her from ear to ***. So far I had been in only two knock down drag outs, only because I wasn't fixen to be another ho's *****. I was still a woman no matter how long I was in here. My girl Kammy wrote me, and said Ralo is in prision as well, he got busted right after he, got me set up. life is just like that though. one moment you are a sweet little dimpled faced girl from Louisiana, the next you are insanely in love with a ***** who will be the cause of the way your story ends. In my case, It ends in one of louisiana's biggest women's prisions, In a cell with only the drip drop of water to break the silence and help me stay sane.

    Queen
     
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    hummmm!!! i sit and wonder from da outside looking in!!!
     
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