South side of NC

[Sleweon amy 17]

It all started when I was still a kid I lived in a village where everyone know everyone and lived in harmony well that was just a disguise to the outside world in reality don't nobody care about anyone
my family is an extended family well there's the lawyer the doctor and you name them and there's me with big mind and goals I see things from a different prospective my family wasn't rich but we had love and peace but that was right before the big disaster my dad was a policeman and was on duty that night when an unknown gang robbed the bank where my dad was working and he got killed in the process I was in bed that night when there was a knock on our door mom walked and opened the door and there standing was a colleague of my dad with a sad look like said* Ma'am I'm sorry for being the one to break the news to you to you but we lost your husband to a gang robbery " * you gotta be kidding me my husband dead? no Jack tell me you are joking replied my mom, I'm sorry ma'am but he's gone , you have to be strong for you and your sonsaid the officer as he took his leave my mom sat in that spot for 7hours no eating, drinking , talking just sharing tears there came family, friends, neighbors and relatives with the tributes my mom still didn't say a word the night after my dad's funeral I heard a loud noise in my mom's room I ran there to see what happened and I found my mom with a knife and she was bleeding ran to my neighbor to get help and my mom died also mom killed herself!
*What? how could she? don't I mean anything to her?why did she leave me here alone dad left us and she couldn't even put up a fight for me?who I'm I gonna live with? My aunts and uncles don't care about me the neighbors don't they all got their own problem how I am gonna make it in this life alone?

I sat there with countless thoughts running through my head and found no solutions and and it was then I realized, there's no one in this world that's gon support you more than you
I decided to visit my mom's best friend when I got there
*hey Dave what are you doing here?
*can I atleast have something to eat first I'm hungry replied Dave
*there's no food here Dave the one on the table is for my children and they will be back from school anytime I don't wanna keep them hungry
*Okay no problem , my parents gone and I'm an orphan can I please stay here with you?
*stay with me?
I mean I can barely provide for me and my children Dave sorry but no

I stood speechless hearing this coming from a woman my mom could do anything for
With nowhere to go , I decided to get end meals for myself and I regret the day I walked down the south side of NC

The south side of NC is a ghetto and as it is known only the strong survives and heading down That road at the age of 11 was like walking into the lion's den but I had to survive hey before I could leave I took my mom's favorite necklace and my dad's favorite watch atleast to be reminded of them everyday at least I thought it would spend everlasting with me but life had It's own plan when I reached the ghetto I was gang up on by some kids who lived there since they saw the sun and they beat me up and took what I had on me and then I was left to bleed I felt like I have been neglected by the world I used the Lil strength I had to find myself a suitable and safe location to rest until I regain my strength while I was lying on the ground I thought to myself * All these things are vanity! Love, family , friends , neighbors they don't exist when you need them they came around when they could take now when I need it where the heck is everyone ? I feel betrayed, lied to, left behind and there's no one here for me and I'm just 11 and I gotta be a man all alone in this cold and bloody world I hate my life! I wished I could leave this planet but if the world turns it back to me I'm turning my back as well it will be whatever it gotta be*

With so much tears in my tears I poured out my heart, I lost my faith my family and I lost my emotions I began heartless and ruthless and I was just 11 I grew up and mature myself at that stage cuz I knew if I had to eat I had to struggle ! A young ***** started the struggle at an early stage I cried myself to sleep and woke up to a fine bright morning feeling like the devil my first victim was an old Lady who had little but nothing on her I took all she had and left her begging and I yelled"", THIS IS THE SOUTH OF NC BABY" and I ran off I went to get something to eat and met kids my age smoking and they said it was good mom told me it was illegal but even suicide wasn't meant to be done but she did it so I Puff Puff and pass and I felt stress free and I lived the life of a ghetto child next thing I knew at age 17 I was a warlock head of a clan I mean the baddest in the town I was never sober always high and I raped young , old girls and I didn't care after all we all had to deal with the south side of NC(Ghetto)

I did everything I had to do survive and I lost my soul completely I didn't care about anything anyone would say about me being a warlock and leader of a clan I was fear by many and it felt good but then all that was about to change I started thinking I didn't belong in the ghetto I thought to myself I deserve to be out in the real world scaring others I didn't just wanna rule the ghetto I needed to rule others sympathy and love was disgusting to meand I would put a gun in your head if you talk about Church or Mosque the faith was gone!

On my plan of being fear by everyone we went to the city , first thing we did was shut down the communication system nobody going in and out my men was around the city and people started getting afraid amongst them was this middle age Lady who had a strong faith and when I was terrorizing them for money she looked at me and said" you shouldn't be here why are you doing this? what changed you?"
It's none of your business ma'am now give me whatever it is you got on you"replied Dave

Unknown to me there was a fight that went down between the men I led and some of them wanted me gone they said I was being too reckless by coming out of the ghetto and they were afraid of the popo
*Tch them niggas want me out cuz they scare of the popo? they tripping and I'm not stepping down whoever wants me down gotta know I'm not going down without a fight said Dave angrily
*Dave they got a point, we don't belong in them city the ghetto's our home, let's go back

*interruption (gunshot) *everyone flees

*help me help me please don't leave me here said Dave as he was hit by the bullet

He laid there bleeding and thought he was dead but then That same middle age Lady happened to be around the block and she called a taxi and took him for treatment when he woke up he found her sitting near his bed and he was shocked to see someone he humiliated and disgrace worst of all stole from helping me

*Hey it's okay you are save now you need to rest the bullet you took almost killed you it had to be God said the lady

*Does he exist? replied Dave

Yes he does and you are save because of him and nothing else, that bullet you took was meant to kill you but he ain't done with you replied the lady,
*Why are you helping me after what I Did to you? Asked DAVE
*my dear , the way you act tell you been through a lot and I don't think you were prepare for that hit that's why you handled it the way you did, you have to understand that you don't belong in the streets you should be at home taking care of your family
"but I don't have any, they were taken away from me at an early age, life forced me to where I am and I can't go back to that weak 11 year old kid" replied Dave
* there's nothing stopping you sweetheart you just have to believe and understand you were given a second chance to set things right the doctor said it will take time for you to be you again because the bullet penetrated your chest and the amount of drugs you been taking in plus(+) the one you were given to numb the pain was enough to killed you, whenever you think of this remember you been given the opportunity nobody had now get some rest you need it replied the lady as she left the room..

I lied in that bed with tears in my eyes and thought of all she said and thought of who I was before I lost all I had and seeing the evidence that God exist brought me more sorrow and I slept off with tears in my eyes

After few days I was discharged from the hospital and I had nowhere to stay and this lady rescue me again, she took me in and she treated me like her child❤ I felt love again and I went to church and got Baptist and I went back to school through my hard work now I own a company and that lady is my mother, she looks after my kids, oh yea I am a father ..

Moral: that one blow you ain't expecting is the one that hits harder than anything , whatever you expect doesn't break you! At an early age there's lots of situations that break us but it's a battle and a test that we can stand on our feet,, we shouldn't give up because surely but slowly we may walk through the fire but we will come out not smelling like smoke!
No kid deserve to be in the streets(ghetto) for it kills and it destroys dreams, no matter how hard it is for us we shouldn't never give up our faith, pride and bow down to depression !