It’s about two weeks later on a Saturday. You haven’t seen Marshall for this whole time. According to Jake, he says Hailie said that her dad has been in the studio for the last two weeks working on stuff for Relapse 2 and some things for others. You really wish you could see him, you think you’re about ready to tell him the whole truth about how you like him, and that you were lying to him about not liking him. You also plan to tell him about Jordan, and how he’s the reason, you never wanted to get into a relationship until you met, and got to liking Marshall. You plan to tell him...

Chapter 1
    I was walking down the sidewalk in Detroit Michigan, past the Shady Records building, a building that I wish I could just walk right into, but you have to have a special pass to get in. My friend, Megan, and I learned that the hard way back in 2000 when we tried to walk in just to check it out. This large black guy and his stupid friend threw us out the back door, and told us that if we ever did that again they'd call the cops, and we'd go to jail for break in or something, but that was two years ago. They should have just let us off with a warning, but they...

EMINEM (THE POUND FOR POUND KING OF RAP)
hAVE U READ ABOUT WHAT NICK CANNON SAID ABOUT EMINEM?

HERE ARE SOME FROM NICK CANON'S BLOG.

…” Then I felt sorry for him because he must really be stuck in the past. Not only has his music not evolved, but also homeboy is still obsessed with my wife, the same female that wouldn’t let him get to second base from 8 years ago! He even describes his desperate lameness in this bad excuse for storytelling track. That’s some real middle school shit right there! (What type of grown ass man lies about getting with a chick) Only Slim Lamey! LOL!

You can’t...

“Lily wake up, your gonna be late for school!” your mom yells shaking you… You open your eyes slowly….
“Huh?” you ask. “Its Monday already?” you ask confused thinking that it was only supposed to be Sunday…
“Yes, you must have been very tired last night,” you mom says with a smile……
“Yeah cause I don’t remember even going to bed,” you say. *wait… that sounds very bad* you think to yourself… your mom just smirks at you.. You give her a funny look she ignores it and walks out the room.
“Get dressed!” you hear her call back. You sigh and stand up… You slowly...

“Who is it?” you ask your mother as she comes back into the kitchen.
“I don’t know, he just asked for you two,” your mother explains and sits down at the table… you and Marshall look at each other confused, you both sort of hesitate to move. “Well aren’t you gonna go talk to him?” your mom asks.
“Uh what does he look like?” Marshall asks quickly.
“Hes kinda fat, and hes black. Why?” she asks confused.
“Uhh how bout you tell him that we just left,” Marshall says figuring its DeAngelo.
“Hes gonna ask were we went, you know that,” you say though your teeth to Marshall....

“Abby! What the hell is the matter with you?” Wanda, your friend from high school asks as she enters your office. You look up at her with no expression on your face. “You’ve been staring at that same damn paper for 30 minutes. And you have that same expression on your face,” shes says. You still don’t answer her “Whats wrong!?” she yells at you and closes the door, she sits down in one of the chairs like shes one of your clients or something.
“I don’t feel like talking about it,” you say with the same expression on your face that you have had for the past 30 minutes according...

[Royce Da 5'9"]
First verse, uh
I’m on ’til I’m on a island
My life’s ridin’ on the Autobahn on autopilot
Before I touch dirt, I’ll kill you all with kindness
I kill ya, my natural persona’s much worse
You’ve been warned if you’ve been born or if you can form
Slap up a cop and then snatch I'm out of his uniform
Leave him wit’ his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on
And hang him by his balls from the horn of a unicorn
Y’all niggas’ intellect mad slow, y’all fags know
Claimin’ you bangin’, you flamin’
Bet you could light your own cigarette witcha asshole
Me and Shady deaded...

“What do you think you’re doing?!” an adult type lady yells. Shes got some weird bushy hair do that is blonde, she looks kinda old but still young. And she looks like she does drugs a lot.
“Mom! What are you doing here?” Marshall ask immediately letting go of your hand. You just stand there sort of scared staring at the two of them.
“You better get your ass home boy,” says the lady pointing back behind her as if his house was right there.
“I was, I was just gonna bring Lily home. Do you mind?” Marshall smarts off. He looks very angry with his mother.
“No! You’re coming home...

Intro]
Yeah!
It's been a ride...
I guess I had to... go to that place... (that place!) to get to this one!
Now some of you... (some of you!) might still be in that place! (be in that place!)
If you're tryna get out... (tryna get out!)
Just follow me! (follow me!)
I'll get you there!

[Chorus: Intro in the background]
I'm not afraid (I'm not afraid!) to take a stand (to take a stand!)
Everybody (everybody!) come take my hand! (come take my hand!)
We'll walk this road together - through the storm!
Whatever weather - cold or warm!
Just let you know that - you're not alone!
Hola if you feel that you've been down...

“You know what!” you yell at your son. He stops… “You’re grounded!” you yell.
“What? Why?” he asks, he looks confused and surprised.
“Never mind!” you scream at him. You run upstairs to your room, slam the door shut and lay down on the bed. “Stupid kid!” you say to yourself. Jake opens the door and walks in.
“Did I do something wrong?” he asks.
“No, go away!” you yell. He just leaves the room confused. You start to think of Marshall again. You scream. The door starts to open again… “No!” you yell and he stops. (wow. *giggle giggle*)
It’s been three days...

I'm not afraid (I'm not afraid)
To take a stand (to take a stand)
Everybody (everybody)
Come take my hand (come take my hand)
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just lettin you know that, you're not alone
Holla if you feel like you've been down the same road (same road)

[Intro (during Chorus):]
Yeah, it's been a ride
I guess I had to, go to that place, to get to this one
Now some of you, might still be in that place
If you're trying to get out, just follow me
I'll get you there

You could try and read my lyrics off of this paper before I lay 'em
But you won't take...

FFW Summer of ‘87 July 1st.
UPDATES:: You’re 13 now. Marshall is 14. You and Marshall have been going out for about seven months now. Not much has really changed, but everyone’s ages. However,… about a few months ago,…Something did change…
“NICK!” your mother screams from the other room. Both you and Nick stop what you were doing and stare at the door. You glance at the clock it’s about noon.
“You better answer her. Or you know what will happen,” you say pointing in the direction of your mother.
“Fuck that shit! I don’t need her and dad fuckin telling me what to do....

Abigail (Abby) You prefer to be called Abby Marie Miller, you are 33 years old.. (2009)
Growing up you lived in Minneapolis Minnesota, which isn’t too much better from where you live now in Detroit Michigan. Why you live there? Well your husband Jordan John Miller forced you and your son Jake to move there when Jake Jordan Miller was 4 years old he got a great job there…. You do live on the good side of Detroit but that don’t stop you from seeing the crappy side….. Jake is 13 now…
Your mom died when you were 16 she got cancer and passed away. You lived with your father his name is...

Your brother walks in the room… “You two better watch it, moms right out there,” Nick says…
“Yeah I know this,” you say then sit up a little.
“How long is it gonna take for you to tell them?” Marshall asks while yawing and sitting up.
“We’ve been goin out for like a day. I’ll tell them when I’m ready. I wanna tell them when it’s the right time,” you explain. “Besides not many fathers want their 12 daughters dating,” you say.
“That’s true….” Nick buts in as he sits down on his bed and stares at the two of you. You glare at him then he looks down and starts...

You’ve been back in South Dakota for about a month, you start school today. None of your friends know you’re back yet. You’ve just been hiding out in your room. The first 3 weeks were terrible, crying yourself to sleep, stomach aches, throwing up, head aches, hardly any sleep, depression and many other things. The past week you’ve trying to pull yourself together, just for school and your friends. You’ve also been keeping it a secret form your parents that you are pregnant, which would explain the throwing up in the mornings. Your terrified to tell your parents that your pregnant,...

You’re laying in bed, you don’t wanna fall asleep. You look on the floor, theres one of Mya’s soft toy balls laying there. You pick it up and lay back down on the bed, you throw it up and catch it for a few minutes until you get distracted by a noise which causes the ball to hit your leg and fall off the bed, it rolls across the room. Theres a tap on the window. You ignore it a first thinking it’s just the wind. You stare towards the window, it happens again. You get up and go to the window, moving the curtain. Nick’s standing there trembling, he comes in the light he has blood on...

It’s your stupid loser of a brother. You grab onto Marshalls arm hoping to get away unnoticed by your brother. It’s too late you feel a hand on your shoulder. You turn around to look but it’s not your brother its one of his druggie friends. Hes younger than the others. In fact hes Marshall’s age and his name is Cory, hes a skinny black boy with a shaved head. “Get your hands off her!” Marshall demands pulling Cory’s hand off your shoulder.
“Whoa don’t get mad Marshall, I didn’t mean nothing by it,” Cory clams as he backs a bit back away from Marshall.
“Better not,” Marshall...

Newest Poem for my favorite artist <3 I love you Marshall!! Enjoy!!

Why are you mad?
Because I have a big mouth?
Don't like the back talk?
Can't stand the backlash?
Too bad!!
I'm gonna be crass!
Better put a visor on...
Because I'm gonna back-splash all over your ass!

Did you remember to bring a towel?
I wouldn't want you to get a rash.
I know I already done gave you whiplash, with all my back and forth.
Now be a good sport, shut your mouth!
I don't need any retort.
I get enough bullshit recourse from people's revenge.

I'm a smart ass you said?
What? You think that's gonna get to me?
Gonna get in my...

“Hello?” you ask confused but still sobbing.
“Abby?” the man asks. “It’s Marshall. Are you ok?” he asks. You wipe you yes and take a breath.
“Does it sound like Im ok?” you yell at him though the phone.
“Hey, Im sorry, I was just concerned, you left so quickly,” he says. “Why are you crying anyway?” he asks.
“Why do you think Im crying you idiot,” you yell then start to feel bad for calling him a idiot, but hearing no reaction to that you really don’t care no more, you sit there and continue to cry just slightly.
“Is it because of me?” he asks softly.
“Its because…I…I...