Differences (an interracial Harry story)
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*VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED!!!!* The life of Nia Jacobs isn't easy but I manage. I live in a one bedroom apartment, I'm 23 and I'm alone. My family and I talk and we have the occasional Sunday dinners but it's nothing fancy. I moved out of my parents house when I was 19. I've had a job since I was 15 and I couldn't wait to leave. My family is drama filled. My dad has been having an ongoing affair with this tramp for 10 out of the 15 years my parents have been married. I watched them fight night after night and I couldn't take it. Being the only child, I dealt with a lot but I've always kept my mouth shut. My dad drove my mom to drink heavily and I was tired of cleaning up her mess but I still do. My dad doesn't even speak to me but who cares. He's hated me since I was born but I pay him no mind. I don't completely love my life but I'm content with it...for now.
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