Escaping the Ghetto.....

Chapter One------When it rains it poors---------



Meka watched as two white police men hauled the only person who made her feel special to jail, it was indeed her father Meka gripped her naked feet into the dirt as tears rolled down her chocolate brown cheeks at 8 years old she had seen alot more than 19 year olds in the regular communties. Meka only knew the ghetto the street life her father had been a full time hustler since the age of 14 and now at 30 years old his hustling ways finally caught up to him.......and little meka her two 12 year old sisters (twins) and her 14 year old brother all had to pay for it Mekas mom had died from overdosing on herion and left her father to fend for himself and the babies he raised Katrina,Meka Marcus and Shandra the best he knew how life had been content for little Meka sure she lived in the ghetto but it was all she knew so to her it was normal seeing the dope dealers on the corner as she played in her front yard, the constant traffic in and out of her fathers screened in porch front was not abnormal either they were reffered to her as "daddies money men". Now all of that was gone but most of all her father was. "Nooooo!!! Meka cried as they shuved his head down into the car. "daddy daddy bring him back" she spat as she threw herself down in to the dusty gravel in the driveway there was nothing she could do. She screamed until she felt swelling in the pit of her fragile throat 20 minutes later the cops approached her and her siblings "Fuck these bitch ass crackas!" Marcus screamed "shut up Marcus, fo dey take us all to da jail." shandra whispered. Katrina gripped Mekas hand tightly as the berly officers got closer, one of the berly uniformed men knelt down infront of Meka and Katrina and said " Now two nice ladies will be here soon to take you all to your uncle raymonds house okay." Meka stared blankly into space she did 'nt care what that cracka had to say all she wanted was her daddy. By night fall they was at their uncle Raymonds house on 2nd street north still in the hood. Meka and Katrina drug their bags down the long hall way to the back room the air smelt musky and moist and you could hear the floor creak when you walked the walls had paint chipping allover and the mirrors was all stained with water spots. "Damn" Katrina said as she plopped down on to the matress on the old dusty wooden floor."What is we suppose to do now? We ain't got no mama or no daddy.......we might as well run away and start our own life!" she spoke lounder with each word."its okay Katrina we gon be just fine like daddy always say (Gotta be weak fo' you can be strong)." As the days wore on their brother was in the streets more and more and at uncle raymonds less and less and this would have been alright if uncle raymond had nt been eyeing the girls the way he had been. He would drink until he was sloppy drunk and barge into the girls room late at night and stare over their little bodies sometimes Meka would wake up and still pretend to be asleep as he stroked his big calused hand over her upper leg it had it had been 3 years since her father went o jail and soon she would be hitting puberty and maybe uncle raymond knew that because with each month his touching got worse and worse. "I can't take this anymore"Meka spat as she violently threw her belongings into her red back pack stained with writting from a black magic marker. She shook Katrina and Shandra awake "come on ya'll let getup outta here we gotta leave and find a better life!" Neither one of her sisters wanted to join her on her journey so now at 15 Meka was finally brave enough to leave despite all the threats her uncle made to kill her if she ever tried anything "crazy". She kissed her sister and they all embraced in a final hug meka made a final promise " imma get us outta this ghetto if its the last fuckin thing Ido, ill be back for ya'll i promise I got this."



Chapter 2----------Mann-------------


Meka had no where to go eat or sleep she had been sleeping on bus benches and in parks for 3 months one night at 3 am she meet a prostitute named kelly, kelly was a white girl with a banging body and short platinum blond hair with a pink strip in her bangs, she wore huge hoop earrings and she was known as the best money make bitch on the corner in the hood. kelly and Meka sat on a bus bench talking about life when all of a suddon a Black impala came creeping around the corner. "oh shit dey go my nigga mann he got dat good dope!" kelly giggled as she ran over to the creeping car the window slowly rolled down to reaveal the most sexiest nigga meka had ever seen. "hey nigga lemme get ah 20 rock from ya but fromnt me five of it boo?!" "fucked dat shit kells last time you ain't neva pay me back for dat shit here go 15 an until i get my money from last time yo' trickin ass ain't gettin nothin from me!" "ight ight " kelly sighed as he handed her the 15 dollars worth of crack cocaine into her shaking little hand. meka sat on the bench observing everything with her thick brown legs crossed in pink shorts and a black skintight baby t-shirt, she brushed her silky curly hair out of her eyes and gazed in to the black impalas window. As kelly walked away the window rolled down agian and mann jerked his head in Mekas direction "so kells whos your fine ass little friend?fresh meat or what? he said with a low deep voice. "naw nigga it ain't even like dat she ain't no trick mann she a good girl in a bad place thats all." kelly yelled as she ran back across the street. "hey shawty lemme holla at you for a minute lil mam!" mann yelled Mekas heart was punding as she got up off the bench and approached the tinted black on black impala mann turned the music down low and spoke with sexy tone "damn ma i mean your sexy as fuck what are you doing out here in these streets?" "its a long story"meka responded. he jerked his head right for her to get into the car with him 'come on take a ride with me lets talk." he did nt know what it was but for some reason he was attracted to meka on another level he took a pull of of his blunt as he put the car in drive and drove......."you wanna hit dis lil mama?" mann asked as stopped at the first stop sign on Touchton Rd. Meka looked up at him with a smile and decided why not this life already crazy might as well ease my motha fuckin mind why im out here in these streets. "Sure, i mean i guess.........alright shit gimme dat shit nigga hahaha" mann smerked at her in a seductive way as he motioned her to do a shot gun with him. As their lips got closer meka got more nervous she inhaled deeply as he shot her a thick cloud of the thc filled smoke she slowly let in settle into her virgin lungs and closed her eyes as she threw her head back and tried not to exhale. She coulnt take it anymore she began to cough wildley "uh couff cuff huh arkkk huh" Damn lil mama slow your role" man laughed as he patted her back. "you really a rookie huh?" "naw i done did this shit plenty ah times" meka lied "yea okay whatever you say sexy" said man as he pulled into the ghosley looking streets. They drove for hours meka obseved the stops at every crack house watching as the twitching crack head would run out into the drive way with their hands held out for free hits and paid for product. Sometimes it was a hand to hand sometime the junkie would jump into the back and talk for a bit before paying and leaving. Wow easy money meka thought. "so how long you been a dope boy?" meka asked softly mann cutt his eyes at her sharply " you da police huh?" "NO I ju--" he cut her off "Don't eva asked a nigga that shit when you first meet him girl you gonna get yo ass roped off round here interrigating people" He pulled over into an empty parking and turned the car off keeping on the music really low. "So you lucky im good people or i would labeled your ass a snitch and kicked your ass out my car hahah"