Terror Firsthand #90: The Tragic City Dancer

 ©Terror Firsthand is a fictional blog series that was created in 2024. It is for entertainment purposes only, and I wrote it from the top of my head. Photos are reenactments and dramatization. The following story is for mature audiences only. Please, do not try anything dangerous at home. 

Warning: extreme terror

Terror Firsthand: The Tragic City Dancer 

Bella Pink Diamondz 

After I got to Sioux Falls, I felt unsafe. I still didn't feel welcomed or at home at all. I still felt poor and victimized. I realized that I'm just not smart enough or powerful enough to shake off millions of gay-tard opps. Anyway, I stopped by McDonald's for breakfast, which is something I don't normally do. I was extremely hungry, and I ordered a breakfast platter with orange juice and coffee, and then headed back to my campsite. I fed Big C and then I turned the television back on. I eventually threw up the McDonald's for no apparent reason. 

On TV, Chan Da God made another gay orgy porn and flew to Atlanta Georgia to make a new one. He had 500 new men with him, and the other 1,000 men he was with in Denver, went back home to their wives and families. I didn't bother watching the dating show that they had casted for. It looked too cheesy and distasteful. 

I went back on Big Fly's Instagram and found out that he and Bella Pink Diamondz broke up. Bella Pink Diamondz moved from Washington D.C. to Atlanta and Big Fly was with a new woman who was having his 11th child.

"What the fu*k? That nigga got that many kids!?" I yelled to the TV in disbelief. 

I went to Bella Pink Diamondz YouTube channel and she was on a podcast talking about her life as an Onlyfans model and escort. The name of the podcast was called The Demonic Soul. The hosts were Paul Thanksgiving and Josh Thanksgiving. 

"So why did you leave Big Fly? He's one of the hottest rappers in D.C.!" Asked Paul Thanksgiving.

"I found out that Big Fly has 10 kids and one on the way by another bi*ch. He never told me that he had kids. I questioned him about it and he said that if I didn't like it, then I can bounce. So that's what I did." Replied Bella Pink Diamondz. 

"And y'all just broke up? Just like that?" Asked Josh Thanksgiving.

"Just like that. It was no big deal. We won't together that long anyway. Besides he just wanted all of my money. He was making me use OnlyFans. I met his ass at a strip club." Replied Bella Pink Diamondz.

Josh and Paul Thanksgiving 

"Which strip club was that?" Asked Paul.

"The Football Field." Said Bella Pink Diamondz.

"Oh okay. That's one of the most popular strip clubs in the DMV. How was the move to Atlanta? Do you know anyone out here?" Asked Josh.

"No. I don't know anyone. I'm all alone and I'm still on Onlyfans trying to make a dollar. It's a lot of competition out here though. I work at a club called Tragic City." Said Bella Pink Diamondz.

"Why Tragic City? You could've gave chosen a better spot. You don't look like the Tragic City type. It's really tragic in there from what I heard." Said Josh.

"Yessir." Said Paul.

"The guys at Tragic City like me alot. It's the only club I could find that would hire me. I don't know why. I think they're being funny towards me because I'm not with Big Fly anymore. And Big Fly didn't leave me with any money. He might be a rich rapper but he has too many kids. I'm not important to him. I was just a piece of meat!" Yelled Bella Pink Diamondz while crying.

"I'm sorry to hear that." Said Paul.

"Guys we're going to put Bella Pink Diamondz cash app at the bottom of the screen." Said Josh.

People started donating to the funky b*tch and by the end of the show she had over $5,000. Bella Pink Diamondz was a fu*king scam. The next day, I went back on her Instagram and she was in a picture with Chan Da God, talking about they were about to do a porn together. Bella Pink Diamondz was a fu*king bore. A few hours later, she was back on The Demonic Soul podcast. Her stinky ass died. 

Image of Natasha Laneshia Johnson 

"Bella Pink Diamondz was murdered by her cousin Natasha Johnson over a money dispute after leaving Tragic City last night. Natasha Johnson, who came all the way to Atlanta from Washington D.C. to stalk her cousin and commit the crime, robbed Bella Pink Diamondz at gun point as she was getting into her car. Bella Pink Diamondz refused to give up the money and that's when Natasha Johnson shot her in the head, took the money, and fled the scene. It was all caught on camera." Reported Josh Thanksgiving.

Image of Jevonte Jamar Johnson 

"Natasha Laneshia Johnson was later caught hiding at a motel with her husband, 30 year old Jevonte Jamar Johnson, in McDonough Georgia. They were both arrested and hauled off to the Henry County jail. Natasha Johnson and her husband had around $100,000 on them in hard cold cash when they were arrested. They also had a money counter on them, and 1 pound of fentanyl." Reported Paul Thanksgiving.

I did not give one f*ck that Bella Pink Diamondz had passed. I did not give a fu*k about her sleezy ass cousin going to jail either. It was just a regular ol day for me and she was just another TV bi*ch and stripper. I went on about my day as usual. I didn't receive one phone call from Daddy P. I didn't really care because I'm not a good choice for a girlfriend anyway. Too many cock- blocking, stinky, retarded, hating, downlow dykes in my way. They are professional vibe killers and they know how to suck the fun out of everything with their funkiness and lameness towards me. 

These men will never take care of me the way they love those gross, sardine-smelly looking, pu*sy eating weirdo dykes. I'm okay with that. These funny acting niggas are not for me and never will be. I don't need anything from anyone. If anybody don't like me they can go swallow a bucket of semen mixed with soft feces and get their trifling, sadistic, murdering, goofy, nosey, groupie, predatory, bogus asses the fu*k up off me. I wasn't put on this earth to please any of these sick twisted f*cks, and they all need to back off. 

Back in Chicago hiding from lying downlow lesbian dykes and stinky, sick, twisted, ugly, abusive men 

I didn't like being in Sioux Falls one bit so I left South Dakota and went back to the outskirts of Chicago Illinois and set up a campsite there. No one knew I was there, and that's the way I wanted it to stay. I grabbed a offeratory candle for Big Ski, Daddy Leroy, and Daddy P from a botanica soon I got there. Then, I brought a whole bottle of Hennessy and poured it out on the ground for them at a nearby cemetery.