Majique MiMi
Bio
You can call me MiMi. I’m a Brain Aneurysm & Stroke Survivor & Former English Professor. I write to stay sane, and to keep gratitude in my Spirit & Praises in my mouth.
Check out my series starting with Hood Ornaments
Achievements (1)
Stories (293/0)
Hood Ornaments
“Grandma!” Tori yelled from upstairs while dumping the contents of her purse all over her bed. Her yelling combined with the change hitting the hardwood floor startled Trudy so much she ran up the steps to find her granddaughter dumping the contents of her bed drawers. “Good Lord Victoria, what are you doing?!!”
By Majique MiMi11 months ago in Fiction
Hood Ornaments
Why is it so hot already? Dell pushed himself off of his bed and placed his hand on the floor vent. The only cold he felt was the metal grate. He sucked his teeth and walked over to the tiny closet. The hangers screamed along the metal bars as he pushed them to the side. Dell grabbed the big, light blue, box fan from the back of the closet and tossed it on his queen sized bed. He chuckled to himself remembering his mother laughing at him and Malik struggling to get the bed in his tiny room. Then he smiled because he had the first good night’s sleep in a few weeks. Yeah, the bed at Dre’s was comfortable, but his head hurt so badly he was too paranoid to sleep well.
By Majique MiMi11 months ago in Fiction
Hood Ornaments
Dell didn’t know the name of the emotion he was living. There were several times during the evening he lingered in the midst of relief and disappointment. The first time was when he got back to Tori’s house and noticed Trudy wasn’t home. He was initially relieved because he knew she knew more than she let on. On the other hand, Dell knew she was his strongest ally and would defend him if needed. She would also dote upon him once he told her about his plans to go to college and become a teacher. He was pleased that she would be proud of him.
By Majique MiMi11 months ago in Fiction
Hood Ornaments
Dell’s mind was racing as the truck came to a stop in waterfront lot. He reached between his legs and grabbed the duffel bag before extending his hand out over the front seat for Mann to shake. The pair exchanged obligatories, and then Dell shifted to face Sticks who raised an eyebrow at him and replied through a chuckle, “Oh that’s how you do family?”
By Majique MiMi11 months ago in Fiction
Hood Ornaments
Tori and Tony were sweating, panting, and sliding up and down the wall of Trudy’s basement. Every fifteen minutes or so, Tony would stop to wipe the sweat from his bushy brow or take a sip of water before curling his lip up at Tori. Tori rolled her eyes and reached into the front pocket of her denim overalls for her phone before playfully slapping at Tony’s chest.
By Majique MiMi11 months ago in Fiction
Street Metals
“Son of a sow!” Malik punctuated his substitute for profanity by lightly punching the steering wheel of the truck he was driving as he squinted to read the highway sign up ahead which explained the various amenities that may be available at the next rest stop. His stomach automatically growled because besides the two Slim Jims from earlier that morning, Malik hadn’t consumed anything of actual sustenance since he left the crime scene.
By Majique MiMi11 months ago in Fiction
Hood Ornaments
The splash the body made when it hit the water made Sticks chuckle, causing Dre to mutter a million motherfuckers under his breath. For whatever reason, that angered Sticks. But he didn’t say anything; he just went back to steering the tiny yacht towards the shore.
By Majique MiMi11 months ago in Fiction