kill yo' huzband....I sho' wuz...kill'im deadER dan anythang in the drug stowe! Oh yea I wuz gon' take hiz life. I wuz only fourteen, but I had mo' sense than you. I said "LAWD if you want dis m********* to live you bedder not let dat n**** touch me no mo'! He bedder not evan look at me! (Yea, I said mf to GOD. 'scuze me LAWD...I didbn't know no bedder)
I got me'ah pocket knife. Every night for what seemed life years I sat on our back patio sharpening that knife, rubbing it back and forth between the grooves, between the bricks. I made up my mind and I wuz gon' do it! I didn't plan to go for the neck. I was going straight for his black heart. I rehearsed it, practiced how I was going to plunge that knife into his perverted heart ova' and ova'.
For some reason I nevah plotted yo' murder. I did plot many a murder. Dear LORD thank you for delivering me. Thank you for saving me.
No, I didn't know you were behind it. Did I suspect it? Yes. You were pretty carnal.
I cudden blieve it though. That wuz too hard. It still makes me sick.
The fact that you had sense enuf to hide it so cleverly only makes it wouse. The mo' the LAWD reveals about you, the worser and worser you get. You bedder hurry up and die! I can't take no mo'!"
Luv,
yo' dawthur
Gwen
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ain't dat sump'in...you were gonna kill him for gambling up hiz check when I wuz five...didn't care nuttin' 'bout when he tried to proposition me when I wuz fourteen! ... ain't dat sump'in hi GAWD works thangs out...shows you thangs not discernable by natchul man...Go figger...GAWD sho' is awesome ain't HE? Whur yo' pretectors ni? Whur dey at? Dat perverted huzband been ded! Yea I know you got a nudder one. He sorry and no-count too. He way too young fa' ya. You kin make like he sump'in special if you want to. We both know...don't we?
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