I just wanted to spend a day out of the gated community we lived in to see how the kids on the South Side lived. It seems they have more freedom than I do. Parties, going out, dating, wearing clothes that show some skin. All the cool stuff. Now me? I can't do stuff like that at all.
With strick parents like mine, I might as well grow up to be a nun and stay pure for life. That's not what I want though. I want to be hot. I want to be hip. I want to wear saggy pants and sneakers instead of panty hose and pointy shoes. I want to be free. I wanna be down.
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My first story out of anon!! It's a Brandy fanfic. I've grown out of TLC. I'm on Brandy now. Like it? ~ Fallyn
