Dakota, Finding Herself

A place to Stay

*Peggy and Davon*

So my favorite bands coming.

I cant wait.

Its gonna be lit as fuck.

Smoke tons of blunts and shit.

Though I hope I don't see anyone

i know.

I doubt ill see my tribe here.

Anyways i really need to find a

youth shelter.

Im a mess right now.

And all of a sudden my hands

dropped from my shoulder and

there i seen......

dead straight in the eye.....

trying not to look at his teeth.....

Reginald.

I seen him scratching his nuts,

trying to grab my arm.

His lips were moving and i read

"Your next" as his hand starting

coming towards me.

As if I'm gonna let his grimlan

ass hands touch me fuck that.

Ha! This nigga would.

Like the fuck.

So i kicked him in the tooth.

Im not sure if it came off but that

hurt.

it really hurt.

I swear this nigga is half beaver.

As i was walking i found a

skateboard.

So i rode around.

Hopefully todays a good day.

3000 years later.

.....

30 min later

Finally! As i said out loud.

What the hell are you wearing?

Yelled a man at me.

I just ignored him i mean come

on if i saw myself id probably

say the same thing.

If i say so myself.

This youth shelter is pretty cool.

Its called "helping the youth in

vanity" people are really nice here.

They understood me.

I met this really cool lady.

Her name is.. Peggy.

She cooks really good.

And she also smells good....

she offered me pancakes, bacon, sausages.

Ya know, the usual white people

stuff.

But i don't eat animals.

SO she offered me an apple

instead.

They had donations here.