My Childhood

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Clayton
I was 4 when she died. I looked just like her is what they say but I can't remember. My mom, her name is Peyton I never met her she was in a coma for 4 years and when she finally woke she had a major heart attack and died I've seen pictures of her and my dad talks about her. He never remarried but he was a really close friend her name is Sparkle because she had this really rare eye color it was like clear but I called her auntie momma for as long as I could remember she too has a daughter named Amirah she's my best friend. We're exactly 22 hours apart she's older.
Now I'm 22 5"5 1/2, thick, mixed with Brazilian, black, and Vietnamese. I stay in Beverly Hills right next door to Amirah my goon she handle all my international affairs I run Chicago and west Philly I'm engaged. Before we go there let's start at the beginning.

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