Just Peachy

Just Peachy

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Última atualização sáb, fev 16, 2019

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Romance

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in mandievi California there are two parts of this town, the bad part is were the Panthers live, they are a gang of many men and weman. many discribe it as cold and filthy, and for the most part it is, but the people there weren't cold, they are a bit.... scary but not cold hearted. they had homes, they paid rent with the money they work for..... selling drugs. they have family's that have fun, parents that try there hardest to keep there kids of the right road. but don't tho k it's kind and sweet, many die from shoot outs, fights and murder, although shoot outs and murder is fairly rare, it still exist in that part of town. The other part of town is the peaceful side is were the perfect family's are Christians and angles. they have BBQs they are wealthy, good jobs, warm homes. everyone that owns a home there has a nuclear family full of a goal to be the best you can, and will be. in the streets are blond children playing or the mail man throwing out newspapers to the people. but don't be fooled by Its bright looks, the good part is the worst part. parents don't love there kids the way they are they try there best to make them as successful as they can, even if it means riping up the childs dreams. some of the married couples arnt even in love, it was arranged or they like what the other had in there wallet. my name is luke I live on the good side of town. my parents don't love each other, me and my sister are like standing dolls. my name is peach, im on the bed side of town. my parents loved each other, my mom is gone though. me and my sister are like two weasels.

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