freshman year

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High school was something totally different from what I was use to back in middle school. In middle school, I was known as a quiet, short, smart girl. People really didn't take me serious and boys really didn't like me, and girls wanted to fight me. I hated middle school because everyone wanted me to be someone that I wasn't. The cool girls wanted me to sleep around and drink and the boys wanted me to get thick. Every single day I suffered but no one knew. My mother was a drug dealer and all the cool kids from my school were cool with my mom. My mom would even sometimes sleep with students every now and then. My dad was shot during a argument with one of his baby mama. She shot him 20 times in the back. She got the death penalty. My dad was a father of 10 kids and he had a total of 5 baby mamas. My dad was known as the neighborhood Pimp and everyone loved him. My mom was the neighborhood hoe and everyone know how she got down. My mother had me at 12 years old and my dad was 20 years old. Back then it was the hood, and no one really cared about what went on in the bed room. My parents make me look bad and everyone thinks that I should be the same way but I don't think so.

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