I'm keayna aka karma. Im 18 in college and broke as shit but that's not forever. I used my savings to by this car and a new wardrobe for school which is were I'm driving to right now. I'm on a full ride for dance and academic performance.
I'm 5 foot 3 black and crazy big hair, nothing basic but I ain't shit to get mad at either. Most people are sad leaving for college but you can only be sad is your leaving something behing, something good.i ain't leaving shit behing but a broken home and a sorry ass neighborhood. My mother isn't all bad but the way things worked out left her in a broken state, people used to tell me how beautiful she was, key word was, now she's a cracked head and mentally unstable the drugs made her teeth yellow and brownish her skin looks like it's rotting away and her hair isn't as shinny as I remember it being back when I 3. She hunged for that long. After that she was never the same stealing from me and not being my mother. I don't have friends because the people I live round have no goals at all. You should have seen how surprised the hood was that I'm going to college. I'm gone now though, and I left my mother but I don't really think she wants to do better I think she thinks their is no better. I've learn to think before I do shit. But that does not mean I won't beat a nigga ass.
As I approached my campus I started to think about were I would be in I didn't want to work hard of I did what other girls In my old neighborhood do.?
I Un packed my stuff in about three hours with not help. Not because they didn't ask but because I hate help.
I want out to look for a job
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General FictionDesirée karma Robin is not the typical 18 year year old, just graduated with a 4.0 gpa she knows she gotta work hard for things. With Her father never being part of her life and her mother is not there mentally she knows nothing is forever or even...