The MEMORIAL Of HOPES' CHEST
Its' 6:30 am Firday. February the 5th 2001 it is cold as hell and I'm just really getting too sleep good. when I hear my mother calling me Hope !!! get your ass up dont make me call you again. Because i told you too go to bed last nite . but nawl you wanted too be on the phone with that boy all nite. mom i was not on the phone all nite. Lie!!! to me again see you think this is a Game. you going to learn the hard way. Just like I had too with your lil got ass but mom . But mom me one more time now get your ass ready for school. Before you are late yes ma'am omg !!! my mother get on my narve she think I'm so much like her but I'm nothing like her. And I am not going too make the same mistake she made.See she got pregnant with me when she was 16 years old when she had me. At 17 she had too drop out of high school to take care of me. on top of having to do it by herself it's like she resent me for it as if it's my fault. she was a ho and would have done anything for a man. that will never be me Beside today is firday and I can't wait too see my boo pierre. we take home room together . that's why we was up last nite because I was helping him with his homework that is one of the things he love me for because I'm very intelligent