My big brother was in the streets, My father left us when I was 5, My mom worked 3 jobs. My life is a hard life to live. dodging these lame ass boys, trying to keep up with my grades. Having so much responsibility at the age of 15 is stressful, but there was only 1 thing that relieved all that stress.. My Music, it was the only thing I had that actually expresses how I feel in a exact way. I loved rapping my life and my struggle out, I loved singing about my pain, heartbreaks and newly found love, I am in love with the fact that music saves millions of lives everyday. I knew since I was about 7 years old that's what I wanted to do; save millions of lives with my music. I just wanted 1 thing in life, and that was to be discovered and to be in the music industry, but living in a small city in a not well known state makes it very difficult to be found. Enough about my wild dreams though, I was a pretty hard headed girl, always in fights and always copping an attitude then again you would expect that from a Puerto Rican girl. I guess you could say I lived a sad life, well not exactly even though I didn't have the richest family I always got anything I want.
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Could it be? (The Bomb Digz)
FanfictionJust an ordinary 15 year old girl living in the hood, trying to get out that thug life when she gets an opportunity of a lifetime. She is bold hearted. she's struggling, and avoiding the obstacles that came face to face with her. Her strong personal...
