Chapter:1

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*Picture of Tiara on second slide*
I'm Tiara and I'm 16, I'll be 17 in a couple months, I live in a big city so I've seen a lot of things. I've seen people on the street homeless, broke and with their three kids and told myself I'm not gonna be like that. My mama is jobless and on the system and I never met my dad. I know that people ain't gonna do shit for you and sometime you gotta find your own hustle. I don't give a fuck what people think because I'm a bad bitch and I'm just trying to live life getting money. My momma broke and my daddy probably is too that's why I said fuck them. Fuck everybody that doesn't make their own paper. Anyway I'm about 5'6 and slim thick . I have long hair that took me years to grow and is past my breast that I might eventually cut.  I'm the perfect shade of chocolate with nice hips and full lips. I'm the only child and I usually do whatever I want because my mom doesn't give a fuck about what I do. As a little kid it use to hurt me the fact that I was the only kid who's parent didn't walk them to the bus stop,come to parent teacher meeting or come to school plays but now I don't give a fuck. I look at myself as a treasure chest, I have gold inside but I'm locked and not letting anybody open me. Yeah I'm hard but the world made me this way. At age seven I learned how to fight because I learned I'm my only protection. I started finding ways to make money at age twelve and that's when I became addicted to money like a drug. Why? Because I'm about that life.

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