This chapter is going to be about my brother and what he had to grow up with.
My brother is 14, his birthday is October 14. His name is DJ (I know, it's a bad ass name). He grew up having to watch my mom get abused by her many boyfriends. He has always been there for me, he's the only one I can talk to. Yes, I can talk to my mom, dad or sister. I don't think they would take me seriously. My brother is the best person you could ever know. He's talk for a 9th grader, he's 5'7 or 5'8.
Now this part is about all the extra stuff about me.
I love minions, Matthew Espinosa and Cameron Dallas. My two favorite things are good and sleeping. I've been in speech festival once, I'm going again this year. I love art, and singing. I'm WeIrD. And I can't handle spicy food, even though on try to be like the 'cool' kids. Who can eat hot cheetos without crying their asses off. Oh and my best friend on here is @mattisdabae37.
That's it for now, comment below questions, because I want to start a Q&A! :)
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My Life Story
Non-FictionHey guys, this is a story about my real life. (Btw don't judge but I'm 10 years old :P) . I hope you guys like my story!