Category : Books-Non-Fiction

Sub Category : Politics

Hello everyone befor I start this series if you are not confterbel with racist, gang stuff, swearing, sex then I think that this would.not be the story for you and please don't put hate on it and you must be 18 or older for this theme anyways enjoy the series.

Hi im Brittnay I was one of the most popular girl in school and I dated a guy who fucks girls but I didn't really care. Cause I had a fucked up life I was the party type. Smoked a ton and made fun of black people. But I didn't give a fuck but let's start from the beginning. 2 week befor all this shit I was the normal bully popular girl. I wore short short skirts the pretty much showed my G string. But that's why I wore white tights, but you could still see it cause it was almost see through anyways. I'm gonna stop talking, 
                        2 weeks befor.. 
"HEY BRITTNEY, "hey Molly what'd going on and where the hell is Stacy"?  "Who the hell knows probley fucking with Brad like always". "Ugh I'm not sure how's she's not pregnant"  "I know right"? "Omfg is that Stacy her hair is a mess and her outfit"? "omg I think so". (Stacy walks over) "hey bitches what's goin on"? "Stacy what the fuck did you do to your self your so ugly and your breath smells like liquor". "I think your hung over Stacy" Molly said. "SHUT UP YOU BITCH" Stacy said. "Girls just stop and let's skip". "Fine but watch Stacy she super drunk". "Oh I will she needs help well let's just take her home actullay". "Let's do that right know". We drove Stacy home and she fall asleep in her bed and we headed over to the mall. "Why was she so hung over like we know she was a bad bitch but never like any ACTUAL bitch". "I know Molly I have never seen her that hung over its really sad". "But hey she's not dead haha" "Ya haha". "OMFG MOLLY YOUR GOING OFF THE ROAD" "AHHHHHHHHH HOLD ON".... stay tuned for part 2 and like if you loved this and ya byee. :)))) 
                      Part 2...
Have you ever dreamed somthing but it came true but this dream was hunted like your worse nightmare well I was in that place. I could hear sirens ringing but my version was blur. I could see a unvialible face but I could sort of make it out. The person was male, dark blue eyes, lips looked smooth, he was young maybe 18 or 19. And then everything went black.