LIVING THE FAST LIFE
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I'm 16 years old I live in Chicago,ill, I go to Dunbar high-school.I have 4 friends that's down wit me and I down wit them we grew up together in the projects so you know what that means.we don't play. Some of are parents are messed up in the head now wit drugs so they ain't never there when we need them.I have a little brother and he's my world I take care of him and do what I can do.ENOUGH BEING SAID JUST READ MY STORY AND EVERYTHINGS GOING TO UNFOLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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