A power that could turn anyone to gold once touched. Will it be a gift or a curse?

This is a very old story that I never finished I will be putting what I had written so far (I wrote the first chapter a year ago) I will be continuing it but with way better grammer and plot. If you don't know who KREW is it is a group called Krew but yt name ItsFunneh. I hope you enjoy.

What happens when some DSMP members find some kids. What happens when the dsmp slow gets more chaotic and the DSMP members are worried for their kids? What happens when it comes crashing down...

Most things bend heads to the lucky side

Fortune is made on the cage of our life

Poison gotta poured the glass itself

Drink it right away

To see the luck and the bad

Girls will turn out to the gold colors

When they see the gold mine feet away

Pretend like the sweetest thing

And

Act like nice wine got a taste

Seen the attractiveness will make run out from the place

Having a beautiful road get lots of Broken things inside

After the heart take

Given out the goodness to the desert

Feel the heat through the cold

luckiness got a lot of things ups and downs

Got a magnetic superpower in it

To get all the things around it

I am so blodI used to be so small

Now I think that l'm old, enough to be say how strong my mother was, when we had nothing but the cold

I have a father who so strong,He always fight from his own, with the world his son's grow on

I grow up with my brother who has brilliant ideas of his own, he can think fast and smart he is so strong, he will never fails he will carry on

Thank you y'all for helping us to go on,And you should know that we coming for all, One day our story will be written in a gold wall.

Written by Banusha Yasminda

You look up. And there is no sky only blood.

You look down. And there is no ground only bone.

A girl walks through the night holding out a lantern. That girl is not you.

This is a HOOD story.

Karma Brismé. 19 years old. 5 foot 7 brick house for damn sure. Ass to tittie ratio on point. A face so beautiful you could say it was carved from the hands of Michael Angelo himself, actually  she was once told. Bred from a white heroin addicted mother and fifty year old Haitian pimp. Attracting older men definitely ran in her blood.

Archibald Jackson. 57 year old. 6 foot 5 Caucasion male. Millionaire ceo. He's watched his granddaughter (Laura) and Karma play and grow up together for years and he can't help the rush of emotions he feels at the sight of a now fully adulted Karma.

Literally a story about a teenage girl going from rags to riches. From the hood to the suburbs.

Sestina Poem