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I never thought that my aunt would die. I never imagine that I'll come back to the USA to the place I was in the gang. But when I decided not to continue my life as a gangster, dad didn't argue. He looked happy. That I made my own choices.

"Sweetie, it's time." Mom says from downstairs. I was playing with my daggers. Well I need to take these. I yelled a 'five more minutes!' And grabbed a blade passing it thru my pale white skin. Blood slides down my wrist and dripped to the wooden floors. I smiled. I cleaned the floor and wrapped some bandages around my wrist and wore my jacked.

I ran downstairs.

I put on a 'mask' and faked a smile. "Ready." Mom squealed,

"You look good!" She exclaimed throwing her hands up in the air, "all in black suits you good. But lemme do something with your hair," she led my hair down, "so it can hid the gang mark, since we can't unmarked it. Sorry."

"It's okay, since it reminds me of who I was and who my family is." I smiled. "But why the heck is my hair over my eye? Women!"

First day of high school. Junior year. This is gonna be a tough year.

Author's note

PS this book is mine, original. It contains a lot of cliffhangers, blood, fights, mystery, self harm. Read it on your own risk.

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