Mystery Monroe

Mystery Monroe

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Why Dad?Why? Do you really hate me this much!!! Hi my name is Mystery Monroe I'm 15 years old I have 2 tattoos,I have curly ear length hair, I wouldn't say I'm pretty, who am I kidding I am Not pretty, I'm "African American" also known as black, I'm about 5'0-5'1,and I also what you call a bad girl. I live or at least lived with my dad in Colorado but he is sending me to live with my mom and new step dad and step brother in California because he is tired of me acting up.No I'm not happy I hate my mom for leaving us but I hate my dad even more for making her leave. and the worst part about it is I don't even know who I am (this basically means she doesn't know who she wants to be or do in life and she is just lost) will mystery find her self or better yet find someone who knows who she is
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