Madness 3.1.5

“My mother may have birthed me, but these streets raised me”

Fiction & Literature, Action Suspense
Cover of the book Madness 3.1.5 by Dashawn Fair, ThaAuthor Publishing House
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Author: Dashawn Fair ISBN: 1230002147857
Publisher: ThaAuthor Publishing House Publication: February 8, 2018
Imprint: Language: English
Author: Dashawn Fair
ISBN: 1230002147857
Publisher: ThaAuthor Publishing House
Publication: February 8, 2018
Imprint:
Language: English

“Sell drugs” How did this idea haunt me like the boogeyman in the middle of the night? However, it promised so many great things in life, just at the cost of destroying many lives to reach that goal. "Selling drugs" I giggled at the images of those dope boys hustling outside.
“Selling drugs” It seemed like the perfect answer for a homeless kid with a younger brother to take care of. “Sell drugs” The image of my mother high from the same substance that made her not care about Nunnie or me. So is selling drugs worth it in the long run? Here it is three in the morning, and I am sitting on some person back porch in the cold, hiding, hoping not to be caught in the middle of the night. It seemed like I had two simple choices, and it did not get any clearer than this...
Sell drugs or Stay fucked up.

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“Sell drugs” How did this idea haunt me like the boogeyman in the middle of the night? However, it promised so many great things in life, just at the cost of destroying many lives to reach that goal. "Selling drugs" I giggled at the images of those dope boys hustling outside.
“Selling drugs” It seemed like the perfect answer for a homeless kid with a younger brother to take care of. “Sell drugs” The image of my mother high from the same substance that made her not care about Nunnie or me. So is selling drugs worth it in the long run? Here it is three in the morning, and I am sitting on some person back porch in the cold, hiding, hoping not to be caught in the middle of the night. It seemed like I had two simple choices, and it did not get any clearer than this...
Sell drugs or Stay fucked up.

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