Why can't I take care of myself?

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"Liz come on get up" my brother said to me.

"Shut ya mouth just five for minutes" I snapped.

"What's your problem dis morning?"

"Nothing why do you care?"

I got up slowly and got dressed and headed to the circulation office to buy my papers. After we bought our papers Race and I began to sell.

"Baby born with two heads!" I yelled.

"What are you doing?" Race asked me.

"Um it's called selling papers it's kinda our job" I said.

"Thanks smarty"Race said.

I rolled my eyes, God was he arrogant. No offense I loved my brother but what was it going to take for him to see that I could take care of myself?

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