He was a proud man my father, strong in the face of adversity, actually come to think of it he was a little quiet too. “Omg, Jason are you ok did i hurt you? Making sure that my sister had a blanket and that the police kept the looky loo’s out of the house he approached me slowly, as if trying to reach out to a feral animal and I expected the worst. Imagine if one of your darkest secrets was revealed to a loved one, some part of you that should always be kept private. I lay there half dazed in a pool of my own blood as my mother watched him grab my sister by the shirt. ” I just kissed my first boy” she squealed. The first thing I thought was they were bigger than I had imagined, much bigger. Born to be Bad, Good in Bed Iraq, Present Day
What’s the saying, Born to be Bad. I grabbed my sister and told her to pretend like were sleeping.
