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Hello my name is Daquan Dale. I am 15 years old. I was born on April 16, 1999. I am in the 10th grade at James M. Bennett high school. I am a really smart boy. So let me tell you some more stuff. I have a lot of friends and most of them call me Dale. I really like sports. My favorite sport is basketball. When I grow I want to play for the NBA. But I also like football too. I favorite subject is history. I have 2 brothers and 2 sisters. My sisters names are shynesia and sha'coya but we call them shy and cocoa. My brothers names are Amir and Steve . My mom name is Theresa and my dad name is Steve. I really love my family. I have 2 really close friends. Their names are chayse and asmar. We act like we are brothers and we call each other brothers. My other friends are jamael, Justin,and Isaiah. I have more but that would take to much time. Social media that I use is Facebook. I also use Instagram and my name is migos_offset5 and you can follow me. Well that's all about me.
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