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my blessings

my blessings

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jan 15, 2016
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hey my names Penelope but Errbody call me peanut I'm 20 years old I'm single and live alone I'm black Hawaiian and Italian I'm from Hawaii but i moved to Atlanta when i was ten then i moved to New Orleans three months after to live with my dad he got racks on top of racks im spoiled but when i hit 20 i felt like i needed to be a women and do things by my self. my dad wanted to help so he gave me a head start he got me a condo on the other side of town I've been living in New Orleans for a while so i have a little bit of an accent my mom and dad split when i was nine so my mom lives in Hawaii
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As I see my mom walk out the door I look at my dad smiling at me. The way he smiled at me made realize how afraid he was. I glance at him and give him a fake smile before he comes up to me and gives me a hug. The warmth of his body was reassuring but I feel the tears start to come down his face. I didn't want to lose him......ever. My dad Kevin who always is there by my side needed me there for him I glance at him and smile and he kisses my cheek. He whispers "Everything...will be alright." I wasn't quite sure what he meant but I nod my head. He lets go of me and looks at me before he turns away he says "I will be in my room if you need anything, okay princess?" In a quiet tone I respond with an okay. I recall my mom saying before she left to me " I love you Samantha." It just replays and replays in my head "I love you Samantha." I am shocked out of my thinking when I hear a loud smash and the sound of glass breaking from my dads bedroom. ---------------------------------- COMPLETED (I DID WRITE THIS BOOK AWHILE AGO, NOT EDITED SO PROBABLY MANY GRAMMAR MISTAKES)

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