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Chapter 5: Proverbial My Ass
The court and school systems has to re-register Micky again, but couldn't do it on an FCAT testing day. She's between childhood and womanhood she needs a mom! She pays half the bills. I got Billy legal, his truck tagged, insured, and license before he died. I do miss him sometimes. Truthfully just now was the only time. Maggie was picked up for truancy and put in the Jack. I cleared a quarter of an acre of Joanne's property and had huge bon fires. Big Amber convinced Micky I didn't love her.
Micky called from a hotel across town saying, "Come get me I just got raped." I said; "I'll kill him I'm bringing my gun." Big Amber sold Micky's coochie for crack. By the time I got there she had another ride home with a huge black man. Mike smarted off saying, "Your a crack head whore you deserved this." He's always telling me to kick rocks now would be a good time for him to kick rocks. Later the huge black friend beat the man with a solid steel pipe and maimed him. NO MEANS NO!
Camille, a counselor from the Jack and Tony from came in our home once a week. I check in at their office once a week and I've been going to court for three years, counselors and school meetings with no kid. Big Amber is screwing a stinky black man in his 30's. His shoes and horrid body stench was stinking up the entire house. I took them outside with gloves. Mike and I were bullied out of my home. The court reschedules her trial with each new probation officer.
Ellen had the intuition Micky isn't as innocent as mom says. In front of a judge or probation officer when Micky is present I have to play the protective parent, the best friend that will never let them take her away. Last couple of years neighbors beg Mike and I to move back in to control her loud music and parties. I kept finding nasty men's clothing along with strange hair products only black men use. Neighbors kept telling me, "There's a crack dealer staying in your house." I couldn't find anyone.
They were throwing my stuff out of my room into the middle room and breaking pictures, dolls, ceramic, and porcelain things. They were throwing the pans they were cooking with in trash cans with food in them in the middle room. Amber was cleaning out my room for her and her big black homeless crack slinging man. Mike said; "Get down to your house your not going to believe this." A huge black man was naked passed out in my bed! The house smelled like sex, grease, nasty feet, and body odor.
Chapter 5: Proverbial My Ass
The court and school systems has to re-register Micky again, but couldn't do it on an FCAT testing day. She's between childhood and womanhood she needs a mom! She pays half the bills. I got Billy legal, his truck tagged, insured, and license before he died. I do miss him sometimes. Truthfully just now was the only time. Maggie was picked up for truancy and put in the Jack. I cleared a quarter of an acre of Joanne's property and had huge bon fires. Big Amber convinced Micky I didn't love her.
Micky called from a hotel across town saying, "Come get me I just got raped." I said; "I'll kill him I'm bringing my gun." Big Amber sold Micky's coochie for crack. By the time I got there she had another ride home with a huge black man. Mike smarted off saying, "Your a crack head whore you deserved this." He's always telling me to kick rocks now would be a good time for him to kick rocks. Later the huge black friend beat the man with a solid steel pipe and maimed him. NO MEANS NO!
Camille, a counselor from the Jack and Tony from came in our home once a week. I check in at their office once a week and I've been going to court for three years, counselors and school meetings with no kid. Big Amber is screwing a stinky black man in his 30's. His shoes and horrid body stench was stinking up the entire house. I took them outside with gloves. Mike and I were bullied out of my home. The court reschedules her trial with each new probation officer.
Ellen had the intuition Micky isn't as innocent as mom says. In front of a judge or probation officer when Micky is present I have to play the protective parent, the best friend that will never let them take her away. Last couple of years neighbors beg Mike and I to move back in to control her loud music and parties. I kept finding nasty men's clothing along with strange hair products only black men use. Neighbors kept telling me, "There's a crack dealer staying in your house." I couldn't find anyone.
They were throwing my stuff out of my room into the middle room and breaking pictures, dolls, ceramic, and porcelain things. They were throwing the pans they were cooking with in trash cans with food in them in the middle room. Amber was cleaning out my room for her and her big black homeless crack slinging man. Mike said; "Get down to your house your not going to believe this." A huge black man was naked passed out in my bed! The house smelled like sex, grease, nasty feet, and body odor.