Making it out
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Last published Sat, Sep 15, 2018
I am Reyna and I live in New Orleans and have lived there all my life. I am 16 years young and I live in a not so good place. I stay around a whole lot of gangs and dope dealers , and I need to get out. Its just me and my mother, I love her with everything in me, and its my dream to get us out alive.
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