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Hello, my name is Mariah Johnson . I am Nineteen years old I attend Spelman In Atlanta,Georgia I'm an very independent women and very stuck up but I have my reasons
My parents died at a drop you may ask what is that ? Well my parents were both drug dealer they never mixed business with family but they cared very much about each other they were like another Bonnie & Clyde that night they were doing the most important drop of their lives with the biggest king pin. My uncle Carter Johnson. police were on my parents hot and they killed them right there surprising thing is I was in the car that night I knew not to cry because my parents taught me very well and crying was a sign of weakness and as black educated female I show no weakness, no pain, and take no bullshit that was a family motto
Some may ask how do I survive in this world by myself well I am on a spring break from college and I work at my friends mother shop doing hair and closing the shop also I have my own car and take care of my own responsibilities as a women my parents
opened an trust fund for me
I grew up in New Orleans. I did not have the best life going up but it was worth it. I have so much anger, and secrets built up inside of me and one day they will explode but I will not walk around with an booted up expression on my face , I have a mug serious mug at that it's just my natural look some may say I am snobby, and mean but you gotta get to know me before you judge a book by its cover.
I AM MARIAH JOHNSON AND I STAND ON THAT.
