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Natasha
April 30, 2009
My daddy was the greatest man.
He always protected my sisters and me.
But one day,
He got sick and died.
My momma had to take care of us then.
She was never home.
She was always working to provide for us.
My older sisters tucked me into bed.
For some reason, I couldn’t sleep.
Then, I heard screams and two gun shots.
I got out of bed to see what it was.
I stood up and my bedroom door started opening.
Standing in the doorway was a man I never seen before.
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