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유ɡʀʘШɪήɡ ρɑɪήϚ웃 (revamped)╰☆╮ A WIMPy Kidd Production

APRIL 2011

Birds chirped outside the window annoyingly And the sun began adoring the side of my face a little too lovingly, letting me know that morning was here. My own personal alarm clock.
The arms that held me from behind squeezed tighter around me as their owner snuggled closer as I shifted to try and get the sun off my face.

<em>Get up, Ni..</em>

I thought to myself, squeezing my eyes tighter trying to get back to sleep. I knew it was a contradiction within itself, but it had been a long night.

All I wanted to do was lay there. Just... Lay there. Yet when I heard small feet pitter patter across the hard wood floor I knew it would never happen.

"Mommy!" A small voice squeaked close to my ear.

"Mom! Mommy! Mom!" <em>Ohhhhhh!!!! MY GOD!</em>

"Mommy, is you woked up yet?" My 5 year old son Aquarius bugged, tugging the pillow that I'd just snatched over my head in an attempt to ignore him.

It took everything in me not to beg him for the infamous <em>Five more minutes.</em>

"Why do kids always ask that when they know you're really not?" I muffled through the pillow, cracking open my eyes for the very first time this morning.

"No, Really!" Quarry pleaded. " I'm hungwry, and Aries ate the rest of my Coco Pups and she say I cant Have her Cap and Crwunch cuz i cant put on clothes." He tattled, Mispronouncing words that only he could figure out how to mess up.

I tried not to laugh at my baby as I removed the pillow from my face to see that his brownish orbs were welling with tears. He had on some courteroy pants (that I still hadn't forgiven Harley for buyin for my baby) that were unbuttoned and zipped, which was to be expected, but the hilarious part was that his head was through the left sleeve of his inside out Transformers shirt, while his arm hung out the neck hole like a tree limb.

"Baby, look at your son." I chuckled, nudging my backside against my husband to rouse him from his sleep.

If I had to get up, then he had to as well. Especially for this.. It was classic.

"NaNniiii!!" He whined through his slumber, releasing me from his grasp so that he could sit up

"Im tryna sleep, you know last night you..... Nigga wtf you got on?? How??" He questioned, makin the stink face at our baby.

"Dont be lookin at my son like that foo!" I chastised, removing the thin covers from myself and slipping on my glasses and slippers as I got out of the bed.

"Come on son." I smiled, tugging the shirt over his head and picking him up.

"Let's go see what yo sister talkin bout." I cooed to him

As I made my way down the stairs thinking of what I was going to say to Aries about being mean to her brother this morning I thought of how far i'd come. Each morning it was something else with these too. Which had oddly enough become the most exciting excitement of my life.

It was strange... Strange how we got here. Me and Shad I mean.

I wasn't exactly the "type" he usually went for, and he wasn't.... well, he was Shad the kind of guy that I shouldn't have gone for. And <strong>we</strong> were Far from the kind of people to be settled down in a not so modest home with 2 kids and a mut.

Don't get me wrong, It was never easy and we fought it as much as we could in the beginning.. Had to go through a lot of things, loose a lot of people and grow up in a lot of ways before we realized that the pains that we were going through separately, we were meant to go through together...

I'll tell you the story... Of our lives.. Of our Loves, Our friends. Our Enemies...

I'll tell you the story of our <strong>GROWING PAINS......</strong>

This is a REVAMP! due to a certain someone bein the main... therefor some things will be the same.. but most things will be different... so if yuu were readin the original and plan to just pick up were you left off..... <strong> DONT DO THAT</strong> because you will be lost... =)

As always... adds depend on readers.. <strong> no runs =No Add!</strong>

Comments

Run it!!!

run it

awwe its koo NayyZayy

adddin uno momento... been baby sittin.. sorry.m =)

runs

such a daddies girll...
dangzzz i thought u added the next add lolx...

aww i love shad in this story

RUNNN ITTTT

runs

Aries bad she need to get her asz whooped

next add is new.. ishh

<strong> April 15, 2011</em>

<a href="http://api.photoshop.com/v1.0/accounts/c35db24c98ee4bafb8585c00fc8f90d2/assets/580d2e52259a460684ef9592fbb7ca9f/renditions/1024.jpg?md=1327707853000">Aries</a> sat her little 10 year old self at the kitchen table, scooping spoonfuls of CoCo Puffs into her mouth, softly bobbing her head to whatever song was playing on her Ipad that sat directly next to her bowl on the table.

Sometimes I really hated that <a href="http://api.photoshop.com/v1.0/accounts/c35db24c98ee4bafb8585c00fc8f90d2/assets/25893548da9e496881605e5d77d7c537/renditions/1024.jpg?md=1327606037000">Shad</a> had got her that damned thing. At 10 years old our first born was already starting to go through her pre-teen stages of liking boys, moving from her normal wardrobe of jeans and graphic Tee's to skirts and sun dresses, and most of all popping off at the damned mouth and being mean to her little brother. Her latest antic (since shad got her the damned Ipad) was to just... sit there with those things in her ears and ignore every damned word that came out of <em>my</em> mouth.

Note the emphasis on my.

She didn't play that s*** with daddy. Oh no... Daddy's little girl will go from acting like a real life tiger to Tigger in 2.3 seconds if daddy came into the room.

Like now.

I'd come down the carpeted steps, with Quarry on my hip singin some song about how a animal was in trouble somewhere, and asked her 3 times to take them s***s out of her ears so that I can talk to her. I was already using more than my 'inside voice' and her ass still just sat there. Bobbin her damned head like she didn't hear me.

"ARIES!" I yelled, causing her to finally stop scoopin cereal and take one of the buds out of her ear.

"You didn't here me talkin to you?" I asked, "You need to turn that s*** down before you dont have it no more. Ain't nobody finna be callin yo ass 3 and 4 times. And what I tell you about fixin you somethin to eat and not your brother?" I fussed at her

"I didn't hear you mama. Dang." She replied, muttering that last word low enough were she thought I couldn't hear her. <a href="http://api.photoshop.com/v1.0/accounts/c35db24c98ee4bafb8585c00fc8f90d2/assets/f8cc1aad178c408f816ff591259cc28f/renditions/1024.jpg?md=1327708397000">Aquarius</a> had now stopped singing about the damned animal long enough to add his common input of "OOOOOhhhhhh... Aries in twouboe!" (trouble)

"Excuse me?" I asked

Aries scrunched up her face, probably preparing to say something <em>else</em> she thought was cute when Shad's feet padded down the stairs and he made his first appearance to his daughter that day.

"Good morning daddy!" She chirpped, removing the other bud, placing the earphones carefully on top of the Ipad so that she could get up to hug her father.

See? This was the s*** I was talkin bout.

"Daddy Aries in twouboe!" Quarry told, pointing at his sister who was still hugging his waist.

Shad removed her arms from around him and walked to the refrigerator and opened the door.

"Quit snitchin nigga!" He berated playfully to his youngest while moving things around in the fridge.

"Yeah quit snitchin nigga." Aries copied, walking to grab her bowl and Ipad from the table.

"Aries what I tell you about sayin nigga?" Shad asked.

"You said I shouldn't say it because it's not lady like." She repeated, her eyes now getting teary because her daddy had disciplined her.

Her name really fit her well. Born March 23, 2001, Aries was a ram to the fullest and knew just how to war with her father.

Before the tears could fall Shad had given her 5 dollars for lunch money instead of the needed 2 and promised to take her and her friends for ice cream when school was out later.

Shad hated that Aries wasn't a baby anymore. Sure she would always be his baby... but he couldn't take it that his baby girl was growing up and now found it "gross" when he said that he was her boyfriend. And all though Aries hadn't begun to develop anything at all body wise, Mr.Moss made sure to complain a lot whenever he saw her in afore mentioned skirts and sundresses, while I found it cute. Sure me and my daughter bumped heads, but I loved both my kids more than life itself.

More so, I promised Aries and myself that i would <em>never</em> treat my daughter how my mother treated me.

smh damn

runs

Wow run it

<strong> Jan 22, 1998 cont... </strong>

When she'd said later, <a href="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp77/_Nazar_/alohanani1.jpg">I</a> I knew that I had better run.

Throughout the day I went from class to class, weaving my way hurriedly though the crowds of students who were happily enjoying their life in high school to make sure that i wouldn't run into and,<a href="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp77/_Nazar_/Asianew.jpg">Asia</a> or<a href="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp77/_Nazar_/growingpains.jpg">Kamryn</a>.

While I sat in the front of each class only half listening to anything that came out of any of my teacher's mouths, I watched the clock placed at the top center of the blackboard intently.

<em>Run.</em>

</em>Cant be late.</em>

<em>Run......</em>

Just Run <a href="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp77/_Nazar_/alohanani1.jpg">Nani</a>

When The hands of the analog clock had finally inched their way to the 2 and 10 (2:50) and the bell sounded throughout the class room, I about bolted out of my seat only to find the two waiting just outside Mr.Bowen's American Literature class for me.

And there went that idea.

I dont quite know how log ago that was but they were still kicking.

And <em>kicking.</em>

and <em>kicking....</em>

I needed to get home.

I almost heard Asia rush Kamryn to hurry up as I felt my worn Chuck Taylor's and baggy pants being pulled over my hips and from my legs as i bleeped in and out of consciousness. Had I been a little more coherent at the time...

I would have tried to protect myself from that part.

Honest.

The cold air of the school's air conditioning system plus that cold bathroom floor massaged my burning skin when I was finally free of them.

Heels clicked on tiles around me until they made a halt in front of my face just before Bree leaned down to nicely whisper harsh words, as if the beating wasn't enough.

The bitxh...

"Can you hear me?!"

"What if she's dead?" Kamryn asked dumbly, kicking my leg a tad to see if she'd gouge a reaction.

"She ain't dead stupid!" Asia chuckled "She lookin right at me."

Unfortunately... Yes.. I was.

"Now.. My man's outside waiting on me... You're not going to look at him evvvver again are you?" She taunted, dragging out the word ever as if I was as stupid as she was slutty.

I cold tell she wanted me to open my mouth and talk, and I would have had she not kicked her heel into what was probably my lungs a couple minutes earlier.

Tired of waiting on me to reply and eager to get to "her man" i guess, Bree and Sasha dawned their expensive coats that they'd laid on Junior Wroth's fake marble sinks, and sashayed on out of the bathroom.

Leaving me to the pain they'd inflicted and the darkness that consumed me soon after.

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Shoulda did this yesterday... but oh well!

there will be at least 2 more adds today.... not old....

Still makes me arngry the second time around lmaooo
wtfff!!

**Braces herself for the next add**

RUNNN ITTTTT

love it

runs

usually they are.. but it be little s***... and this time the code was messed up and i didnt know... omg..

too much. lol

Run it I remember dis add run it

<Strong> January 22, 1998</strong>
<em> -JUNIOR WROTH HIGH SCHOOL-</em>

"Get up!" Asia yelled harshly as she landed another kick to my ribs.

The cold floor in the bathroom stall was more of a comfort to my face than a nuisance as it cooled the spot were her lacky/"best friend" Summer had just slapped me moments before.

As I layed there and allowed them to continue their assault, the only coherent thought running across my mind was how I wished they would hurry so that I could get home. I didn't know what time it was, but I knew that it was way past the time I normally showed my face in the shabby project that I resided in with my mother. There was no doubt in my mind this beating would be the first of many that i'd get that day.

Summer laughed hysterically as the next kick Asia landed to my Ribs caused me to convulse and spit up blood.

I was used to the "ugly girl" comments and occasional beat downs from Asia and her friends.. But none like the one I received that day.

All because I'd allowed my eyes to land on the wrong person.

Earlier that day, that morning to be exact, 1st period, I sat outside on the front steps of Junior Wroth High School.

You see, it was normal for me to be outside during the time that other students were in class. I had study hall first period, and because study hall was more like "talk to your friends and socialize hall" I avoided it all together.

I had no "friends" to speak of and was never really to keen to volunteer myself to get picked on I stayed outside until my school day really started.

Asia was obviously running late to school that day, because the played out watch on my wrist read 8:42 a.m. Signifying the near of of 1st period when a chromed out Jeep screeched to a halt in front of me.

"You need to slow this s*** down!" I heard her voice before I saw her perfectly oiled legs appear out of the passenger side door.

I should've known then to make myself scarce. To not be the first thing Asia saw when she got to school this morning, but the figure that appeared next held my gaze captive.

Deniro Moss.

Yeah I'd heard of him. I'd even seen him around a couple times. But never within 20 feet my own personal space. And never enough to see that his eyes were green. Not brown, as i'd heard most of the girls around the way explain.

By the time I figured out that I was staring, Bree was already in my face warning me about "checkin for her nigga", who definitely "wasn't checkin for me."

Her words. Not mines.

I was scared s***-less at that point and i guess Mr.Shad Moss could tell.

He called his dog of a girlfriend off.

As Asia walked away from me back to Shad, I gathered the one notebook I owned and pencil from the step i was seated at and made my way into the school, stopping at my locker to grab my Modern World History book for my first class.

That's when she warned me.

<em>"Later b****." <em>

This was my life.

month or so ago
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idk highlighter needa fix
it

Not sure why they won`t let us edit..

dumbbb right!!!

maybe they doing an upgrade or something *shrugzz*

so you gotta make sur eyour adds up to par when you add.. I use the preview part now lol

a nd wtf we still got the edit button for???

wtf? why?! when that start??

you will see! =)

you can onlyy edit
the thread starter boo

ooooh okayysz NayyZayy
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wht you changed it to??

is it just me?? can we still edit s*** on this site?

That`s sucha dope phone!!
I`d so get one lmaooo..
It would suck if I got a phone call in public though lmaoo..

1. My ringtone is an AK shooting off bullets.
2. My phone is a gun
3. LMAO, I`d probably get arrested?

RUNNN ITTTT

they are... lol... but for some reason the site was takin off the paragraph where i explained ur character n idk y.. i thought i fixed it.. but i didnt... but now i did... lol... so now im finna add the next part.

f***! now it wanna do it.....

After months of planning I was finna get <em> paid.</em> Not that light flaky s*** from lil odd jobs here and there, but a bonafied payoff... All I had to do was make sure niggas stuck to the plan.

The words came to mind and immediately my thoughts flew back to <em> last time...</em>

<em> Blood...</em>
<em> Bleach...</em>
<em> Water...</em>

No. That wouldnt happen again...

"G."

Turning around in my seat to look at one of the other two occupants in the car, My sandbox nigga Harlem was to busy textin away on her <a href="http://www.gearfuse.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/gunultimatephone-500x342.jpg">mobile phone</a> to notice that I'd called out her name.

It was one of the reason why I continued to hang so tough with the girl. She was calmer than <em>any</em> nigga I'd ever came in contact with in the D in whatever type of situation... right up until s*** didnt go her way...

"Harlem!"

"What?! What you yellin at me for nigga?" with a slightly annoyed look on her face, Harley sat the gun beside her on the back seat and rolled her eyes.

"I been Callin yo ass for 30 minutes now." I lied. "I wouldnt have to yell if you answered."

A confused look crossed over her face before the driver of the car busted into laughter.

"This nigga plays too damned much. He only called once baby."

"Well what shad? What the hell do you want?"

Smirking slightly at Harley G's expense, I pulled the black & Mild from it's safe spot behind my ear and began rolling it between my forefinger and thumb to loosen the tobacco inside.

"Mike gone drop me off in the alley. Imma go through the back, Yall ride around the corner.. G, you come to the front, knock on the door three times. Mikey... Be ready we gone be in and out in exactly 11 and a half minutes."

Mike nodded slightly, acknowledging my statement while I finally began tearing the plastic from around the cigar and putting it to my lips.

"Im takin upstairs right?" Harley confirmed.

"Yeah.. Six rooms." I answered "Be quick G. Take everything, none of that picky s***, aiight?"

As we pulled up to the spot in question, i made sure that there was a bullet ready in the chamber of my nine and quickly exited the rented car.

stick with the plan....

Removing a flat head screwdriver from the leather holster around my waist, i fitted the flat end beneath the window lock and pulled up. With a small crack! the lock popped, allowing me entrance into the large condo.

Like candy, baby

Quickly entering a generic ADT safety code into the panel to temporarily stop it's alarm I awaited Harley G's 3 knocks.

Four minutes quickly ticked by until the soft pounds resounded at the door and Harley entered.

"Remember, dont be picky." I told her.

Harley rushed up the stairs, duffel bag in tow, muttering a quick

"Six minutes D."

Hurrying down to the basement, I grabbed anything that looked to be of value and tossed it into my own duffel bag; A rolex, Xbox, expensive looking trinkets.... I grabbed it all until i reached my destination; a portrait of the most beautiful blue pit i'd ever laid eyes on. Killer was a beast in the ring and i had yet to loose any of the bets i'd placed on him... but at this very moment, he was about to bring me my biggest payout yet. Snatching the picture off the wall by its gold plated frame and tossing it casually to the floor, I pulled out my own mobile phone and scrolled to my phonebook, selecting the contact affectionately named "$$$"

Four minutes left.

08 L, 22 R,46 L, 11 R

click!

Candy....

Footsteps quickly padded down the steps revealing Harlem, lugging her now full duffel bag over her shoulder.

"Hurry up! Two minutes and that alarm finna go off!" She rushed

"I just got in!" I told her "Come help me."

Taking hold of the latch in the center of the safe and twisting it to the left, the door swung open revealing stacks on stacks of cash and dope.

"Damn......" Harley breathed. "Fat Freddy is caked up!"

I sat my own duffel bag onto the floor and began swiping all the money I could from the bottom shelf of the safe while ordering G to make room in hers for the dope on top.

We were frantic now.. Trying to get all we could into our bags before time was out. In what seemed like 30 seconds, the Safe was cleaned almost bare and the alarm sounded full force.

"Come on Deniro! We gotta go!"

I was determined to take it all though... To not leave Fat Freddy wit s*** to brag about.

Harley was pulling hard on my jacket though.. insisting that we get the f*** outta there as sirens blared in the distance...

Strapping the duffel bag over my shoulder, I slammed the safe shut and quickly followed Harlem back up the stairs and out the front door.

This was my life.

uMMMZZ...

ain`t allt hem adds already been added lolz ..

i`m sooo confused