Miami's Superstar by Diamond Johnson

Author:Diamond Johnson [Johnson, Diamond]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sullivan Productions, LLC
Published: 2018-06-25T22:00:00+00:00

7

Leroy Washington

“Washington. You got mail!” the fine ass correctional officer said as she walked past my cell with a hand filled with mail.

All of it didn’t belong to me, but she was making her rounds, giving everybody their shit. I knew that because I’d been in this bitch now for almost fourteen years, so I pretty much knew how a lot of this shit ran in this prison. I’m not going to lie, in the years that I’ve been here, it’s given me nothing but time. Time to think. Time to think about the shit I did that landed me here. Time to think about how my life could become if my kids knew the truth, or should I say my kid.

I know y’all are probably wondering what the hell I’m talking about, but just know that every family has its secrets. This was a secret that I was going to take with me to the grave because it’s no way that I could tell Messiah and Mani this shit. Especially Mani because it would break her heart.

Once I received my mail, I quickly tore it open because I saw that it came from my baby girl. I was expecting her to send me some pictures of her homecoming that took place a few weeks ago, and I believed that this was it. Now that I had the envelope open, I quickly pulled out the contents, and sure enough, it was my baby girl looking drop dead gorgeous on her special day.

I wasn’t an emotional person at all because life had made me hard. Having to look in the eyes of a judge and listen to him tell me that I was going to spend the rest of my life in jail had made me hard. Having a son who goes around acting like he hates me had also made me hard. Shit, before any of this, the fucked-up lifestyle and upbringing I had made me hard.

My mother raised me on her own, and although she was way above being a great mother, it didn’t take away from the environment that I was forced to grow up in. There was no way in hell that it should be normal for me to walk over dead bodies at just six years old as I made my home from school. I saw so much shit in my life growing up, that just pretty much turned my heart cold, but looking at these pictures of Mani, I couldn’t help but crack a smile and even let a tear hit the picture.

After the sadness came laughter. I was laughing because I knew that had I been there, I probably would have been standing on the porch toting big guns for any little nigga who thought he was going to get the chance to take my baby girl to the prom. I loved this little girl so much, and she wasn’t even mine. I hated talking about this shit because it took me to a

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