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| My Blood Line | Started by: PDiddy on Aug 14, '08 20:13 |
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Diddy walks upto the main street with a cigar in is hand as he gets to the centre of the streets, he finishes his cigar off and flicks it away. I have entered the streets today to talk of the bloodline of my father, that i am proud of. My father was sitting in the coffee shop with the rest of the members of his family, as he would do every afternoon. He loved his family and enjoyed every bit of time he spent with them. So he was having a talking with the young man in the corner of the coffee shop, the man looked at his watch and had to be somewhere. My father watched the gentlemen leave the building and watched him get shot down from behind. He did not see who this person was or where this person came from, he only saw one of his good and closest friends on the ground. He ran over to see if he was alive to find that alas, he was dead. My father with blood all over him looked down with a teat in his eye. He stood back up and wiped his hand on his jacket and took off to his place to get changed. As he made his way home he was disturbed by a person down an alley telling him to leave his family now or he will be next. He walked away with this on his mind as he headed back to his place. When he got there he changed, and as he was heading back out his mind was thinking of what this person meant. Then he was disturbed again... this time it was a threat "you have a few mins to decided or you are my next target" My father ducked and got out of there he got out the city back to his hometown, heading for the family's HQ. He was going t find some answers but no one knew what was going on. He proceeded to walk into the office, and he got the heads up to set up in LA. He wanted to serve his boss even if he was going to die. When he set up, he was hunted down by another Crewleader. As a shot was taken at his life, he saw the bullet fly by his head. My father turned quickly to pull his gun out of his pants and take a shot back, as he cocked back his gun, the man was gone. He was seen by my father and knew who it was. He wondered the streets of LA for an hour until he was shot dead, By the same man. My father died of honor and loyalty to stick with his family even through he was giving a chance to live and start a life somewhere else. It is sad to see him go but Pest in Peace Father i will also remember you. Thank you for your time and patience. Diddy walks ff into the dark night. |
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