check me out (miss muttlato realistic fanfic)

growing up

Growing up i was bullied first i got bullied by people at the park and people in daycare. People would stare at my family as we walked down the street together. People tried to threaten us we had to take them to court. Once i started regular schools kids would tease me i went through a small depression but that all changed when female rappers and artist came out about them selves and i listen to their music on youtube. Once i was in 5th grade we learned avout segragation and we did an activite i didnt know where to go bcs i was the only mixed kid at the whole school. As soon as i hit middle school things got rough. People would throw black or either white paint on me. They would write mean things on my desk, locker, and book bag when i wasnt looking. And i stooped down so low when they called me a mut. I ran home crying that day and locked my self in my room. I didnt do anything but just listen to music about being your self and having confidence when being bullied. This one special song inspired me to do the one thing i was good at ............... making music. I sang and rapped along with the beat as i danced and pranced and pretended like i was preforming in front of a real crowd. My dad walked in and just stood there until i finished and he clapped. He told me i was good and that he would set up studio time for me bcs he liked what i was doing. No one ever clapped for me not once i felt good i felt like i could do anything i wanted to. That same day i went to the studio and did my version of my favorite hip hop song. The producer told me to rap anything that came to my mind and i did. When i was done he said he felt like he was a piece of fish baking in a 719 degree oven bcs i set the booth on fire. I begged my dad to take me to the mall and he did i changed my whole wardrobe from nerdy school girl to sexy rebel. I went to school the next day handing out CDs of my first demo. Everyone stopped and stared at me bcs we had to wear school uniforms and i was the only one with out one. Most kids still picked i didnt mind i just rapped in my head. Most kids pushed me i didnt mind i got back up punched them and kept on rapping in my head. Most kids threw me CD away i didnt mind i pushed them into the trash can and kept on rapping. I felt unstoppable i felt like my self for once in my life. Months later my dad and me went broad and i was rapping and freestyleing anywhere anytime the time came. No one could stop me i was till getting bullied but i was still blowing up on instagram and youtube. For many many years i did what i loved to do and the one thing that let me be myself.

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