Imani Wisdom's brainchild -- Pink Noire Publications -- has been known for her unpredictable style of storytelling. Now its founder is expanding the "pink and black" brand to shine on prolific artists. From the inspirationalist, Danica Worthy to bestselling author, Stacy Deanne, Pink Noire understand these talented individuals know how to express their craft through words, song, dance, and stroke of a brush.

DANIELLA'S STORY

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Daniella's Story....


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My name is Daniella and I'm seven years old.....

I'm going to tell you something that happened to me a long time ago.....

I was playing with my baby dolls on a rainy April night.....

While my Mommy and Daddy was in a heated fight.....

Using my imagination, as I sat on the living room floor,....


I heard the slaps on my Mommy inside the kitchen door.....

The yelling and screaming did hurt me inside, but I tried so not to cry.....

I was scared Daddy would yell at me too.....

I didn't want to look like Mommy: black and blue.....

What else is new! It's the same old routine.....

Mommy works hard and Daddy comes home mean.....

But that night was different, a tension in the air.....

Never knew it would end in despair.....

He had a terror in his eyes. Mommy became fearful that him thrive.....

Not understanding how could anyone be so mean?....

Filled with so much hate, it's really hard to believe.....

The more they fought, the more I played. Trying to tune them out.....

Didn't want to hear Mommy shout.....

Didn't want to hear Daddy call Mommy names.....

Always says she's the blame, on everything in his life.....

Wishing she wasn't his wife.....

Then Daddy really exploded, went to the hallway closet, then I saw him loaded,....

a gun that he always flashes at Mommy when he gets mad.....

I never saw him load the gun. I knew this was bad.....

I stop playing with my dolls for the first time.....

Then I began to cry as I yelled, "Why".....

But that made things worst. Daddy's anger really burst.....

He told me to shut up or I'll get it too. I wanted to call for help, but I was frozen not knowing what to do.....

Mommy grabbed his hands, told me to leave the room.....

As I began to leave I heard a loud boom.....

Then it was a numbing silence, seemed a lifetime.....

I heard my Mommy scream and cry, before I knew I could turn my head and say I'm O.K......

Everything turned black I fell limp and there I lay.....

I remember Mommy saying, "You shot our baby". She knelled by my side, kissed me on my head.....

Daddy was in shock, there's nothing from him to be said.....

That was the last I remember on that night. Now I can never see earthly light.....

Because one careless event. I've been in heaven where I've spent.....

It's been 10 years, I could've been a senior in high school.....

Because of one fool, I was robbed of my innocence.....

Robbed of Mommy's goodnight tuck-you-in-kiss.....

What I'm saying is guns can change anyone.....

No matter how great the love. My Daddy did love me, but his anger took him over.....

Time stood still for me. I can't get older.....

Think twice about getting a gun. There's times anger can conquer love.....

Especially holding that very thing that took my life.....

So think twice about a gun, think twice!!!!!!!....

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