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Kearstin

I'm know on my way to the rouge cause my mom said we couldn't stay in Atlanta anymore. Here are some things about me. I'm 17 my birthday is November 9th my dad died when I was 6 in front of me so that's why they say I'm traumatized. We just pulled up to our new house in the rouge and there's boys with nba shirts smoking and listening to music.

"Damn they looking at me" my younger sister kamden said (shes 9)

  "Bitch they ain't looking at you" I said mugging her

"Come on" my mom yelled since we were in the car still

  I got out and got my stuff and those boys just kept staring.

   "Pick a boo" I said bucking at them

    "You fine" the one with the dents said
      "Thanks" I said blushing cause he was fine
      "What's your name"? The big eared boy said
        "Kearstin but just call me killakay or Kay" I said
           "You should come hang" the black ass boy said
            "I don't even know y'all names" I said
Boomer
3three
Ben
Kd
Montana
Jiggalo
Doo
Daddy

Dents said daddy so I started laughing

"Ok talk to y'all later" I said walking away