Possibilities, Elontra Batiste [books to read for 13 year olds .TXT] 📗

Hi, my name is Lavon Lewis, and I was born in Virginia 1996.
My parents name is Devon Lewis, and Claron Lewis. My dad is
a photographer and my mom is an author, We are very rich, as
you can see I am not the only child, but things start to get
complicated when my dad takes sick from an (STD) which
he got from an old college friend. My best friend name
is Tracy Anderson and my parents HATES! her like
literally they said it. Tracy and I love to go to the
movies, coffe shops, and the library. I'm very diffrent
as you also can see all because my mom is an FAMOUSE!
author.
When i was ten-years old my granmother passed away
she was my everything and that made me a cutter. The
reason why i was a cutter is because i can't get my
anger out as fast as i could with cuttin myself
I had an ex-boyfriend that alway pressured me about
SEX! this didn't happen of course. When he found out
he wasn't getting any where he tried to RAPE me. My mom
didn't know (hell) she never knew, and niether did my
dad because they stayed at work 24.7. I could draw
sometimes I do this to get my mind off things to, and
to think about it, it doesn't work as good as cutting
myself do.
In this story i meet this new boy that also like
mee but i think it's only because the lies i told
him. Are is it?

"Deep, Deep down i wanted to cry at the site of
people in black, and white but I couldn't do it
all i could do was stare I mean grandma would
hate to see me ruin my perfect face. I stare
down at how beutiful she is, she looked at piece
with her rosary in her hands. My grandma looks sleep,
I bent over her casket took in her sweet fragrence then
touched her cheekwith my hand only to imagine tears dripping
down her face, i held her hand and i could swear she gave me
one last grip. That last grip that i imagined was enough to
make me fall to the floor wishing to be up in her death bed
with her "Grandma i wanna sleep with you!" was my last words
that day.
"La La wake up mom says it's time to take me to my game, and
you know how long it take you to get ready!" my little
sister yells at me while beating me in my head with a pillow.
I snatched it from her hand and threw it across the room th
told her to get out.I knew I should have never did that because
she was go cry until i baby her up, but that dream i couldn't
shake back from it My counselor always said that your dreams
help you but right now its only making it wost.
" Shana im sorry, come here!" i yelled "Shana,Shana dont
make come find you little girl, come here!" then i heard her
giggling "Shana are you crying, are laughing?" then after i said
that she hoped into my arms. To say she's seven sometimes i still
think she's still three."Girl come on here and let me take you
to that stupid cheerleading game" she looked at me and rolled
her eyes then jumped down. "You lucky that you my big sis because
if i was yours i would make you fix my bath water every night".
"I already do" i said laughing, we walked out the door, i looked up
to find my bofriend Antoneo standing by his car, I smiled "Hey there
stranger" he looked at me then my sister and his smile turned to a frown
"Were you going?" he said looking angry "Were does it look like im going?"
i said with an attitude back. He didn't say anything but followed into step beside
me, i thought he was leaving but im afraid he's not because he is hopping in my car
like it's his. That's how me and Antoneo realationship is he come by when he want to,
leave when he want to, and everything else. As i started the car he blasted the music
i looked back knowing my sister is taking his attitude hard beacause she has never seen
this side o him, well not this early exactly.

Text: This book is very good you guys might even love it to wear you want to read it over and over again
Publication Date: 12-19-2011

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Dedication:
I dedicate this book to my family, friends, and all my helpers. Thanks God!