I'm not a reader, nothing can keep my attention. Except for the worlds I create, I will lay in bed and think of places, situations, and people i would be or be around, and its become a way i get myself asleep, its sort of a bad thing...but a good one to. I live in a small town in Ohio, we have been on a documentary for our county's drug problem, which i wish i could say i didn't know anyone with a drug problem, or that my Brother and Sister is drug free. My life isn't terrible but it isn't perfect either i both hate and love it, i wish my brother wasn't my brother, for he's dead to me, and i wish my sister would stop for her kids sake. Oops i really didn't mean to go this far...if your still reading. I'd be surprised. :)
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Stories by Grace Ellifritt
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A poem I wrote about walking up the road when I was little
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