Where's Essien?

Where's Essien?

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Dear whatever higher power, About 10 years ago, my only friend moved away. Him and his grandmother up and well- Left. I ask of you to send me another friend, I am not lonely, Just in need of some assistance--- Some guidance. The guidance that Essie provided me. Or rather- I was too hyper to sit still for, He'd always been the sensible one. I admired him because he was older and I looked up to him. Imagine my face going to see him and finding his home--- Vacant. I am Twenty- Going on Twenty-One tomorrow..... So I ask of you to send me someone who will stay until the wheels fall off... Please? Symone (LawvlyBB) © All Rights Reserved®
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