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Saturday, October 30, 2010

Chapt 1 "Im Coming Elizabeth!"















The last day of my life was the best day of my life. I finally rid myself of a lot of baggage I had been carrying around for years. Its like I had a new lease on life. That was until, I was gunned down by my so called Best Friend, in broad daylight . That fucking bitch!!, I thought to myself as I laid in a pool of my own blood. Rock always told me bullets hurt, but this shit fuckin HURTS!!. "You wanna disrespect me bitch!?"...."you fuck with me bitch"..."you fuckin with the best!" screamed my former Best Friend LaDonna, as she stood over me, with the barrel of her piece still smoking. You would think this bitch thought she was Scarface, I thought to myself. "Bitch you betta finish me off, cuz if u don't, it's lights out for your ass!!", I yelled. "no problem trick!!", she shouted. The moment she raised her nickel plated 45 cal. towards my head, I slid my gun out my purse and caught her with two shots to the chest. "BOOM!...BOOM!", my 50 cal. screamed, as it tore a fuckin hole through that bitch's Prada Top. She just hit the ground like a bag of ice fresh out the cooler. She didn't make one sound. She just laid there. That's when all the noise from everyone screaming kicked in. "Oh my god!!!!", "There are two women shooting each other in the mall!!!" yelled a lady dressed in all black, as she spoke to who I'm assuming was a 9-1-1 Operator. She was running so fast she dropped her phone and it broke into pieces. She didn't even stop to pick any of that shit up she was so scared.

"Come on London, Get up!" I repeated to myself, as I willed my way up on my ten toes. I staggered across to the Electronic Store display window and propped myself up against the glass. God please don't let me die this way, I kept thinking. "OH!!! OH!!! "Its the Big One, Lamont", "Its the Big One", "I'm coming Elizabeth!!" "I'm coming sweetheart". I couldnt believe my ears. Fred Sanford!!!?? That's my show. Hell, That's my favorite part, I thought. I watch Fred waddle across the screen, as he tried to once again fool Lamont into thinking he was having a Heart Attack. All I could do was laugh at the irony of all this. Rock wanted me to come over to his spot to watch Sanford and Son with him. I figured all he wanted to do was feel all on my behind. So I told him I was busy running errands. He begged me to come, but I guess I should have went. "Ma'am are u OK??", asked one of the employees from the Electronic Store. I hate when people ask dumb questions. "No I'm not"....."I think I'm about to die", I said as the room started to spin. That's was the last thing I remember.....