The Family Changing
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MatureOngoing<5 mins
Last published Wed, Mar 16, 2016
Hi my name is MaKenzie Nicole Smith I am 5'4 in high school my dad died when I was 8 and I am now 15 a dancer to a fighter singer and thick I am from alanta. My mom is a doctor so she got us a big house for just the 3 of us. My brother Mac smith. She met a man and me and my brother are not happy about it (my brother is 17
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