Jayla was sitting at her desk rolling her eyes in bordum. She'd depise school, she'd love to skip classes. Jayla thought of what she could say to ditch class. Jayla saw her friend beckoned her. Jayla came up with an excuse to skip class. Jayla and her overage friend ran toward the exit, leaving school grounds.
Jayla was in the car smoking Marijuana, she'd was unaware that she'd was sining, and if she'd passed, she wouldn't see the Lord but darkness. Jayla loved doing bad things. She was a bad teen who really needed a reality check.
Jayla swayed her head to the hip hop music with a grin. The guy next to her was in her ear, persuading her to sin. Jayla didn't know her body was her temple. No one had never sat down with Jayla informing her about the birds and bees.
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Bad Girl
SpiritualJayla is a hot head and very disobedient to her parents. She runs the streets without permission. She's in chicagos' roughest gang. Read as Jayla comes close to the Lord and changes her life for the better.
