Females hated me because they knew that I was spoiled. I really didn't care though because I loved all the attention that I was getting. People respected me because they knew that I didn't take anything from anyone not women or men. I found the furniture that I wanted. I set up a time for the furniture to be delivered, called the homies and they met me at the house with the truck. I was packing the house as they were loading it. I started to feel queasy so I started moving a little faster. We were loaded and ready to go in two hours and I was so ready to go.
I told Rob that he should think about taking his girl and the kids to his moms or something for a little while until it calmed down but he insisted on staying. I was not going to stop him; he was grown and could do whatever he wanted to do. It was his choice but Ronny and I was not going to stay over there we were out.
The next night Lashelle called me and asked me where we were at and I asked her why she wanted to know. Lashelle told me that the police had the whole block closed off and they were at my house raiding it. I started to laugh because the joke was on them, but deep down all I could say was thank you God for showing me a way out. I knew then that I had a gift and a special relationship with God.
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