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  What happened to my bedroom? Not a hint of stuffed animals can be found. Where are all the dolls I would spend hours on end with?
I woke up lost and confused,  running through my house in a daze.   I can't seem to find him.  Walking into the kitchen, my mom greets me with a smile as  though nothing is out of the ordinary.    Suddenly the smell of alcohol greets my nose,  an
When I was young I used to look up to many things; clouds, the stars, and up at you.   You towered over me when I was small, but now we’re even. After all I  
I can remember wishing I had lighter skin Ashamed that my melanin didn’t fit in Her Ivory skin Tulip lips Seafoam eyes stared at me
No more little playgrounds to play on, I'm a big girl now, At the crack of dawn, I'm up and learning who, what, when, where, why, and how.   No more silly jokes for me,
No more little playgrounds to play on, I'm a big girl now, At the crack of dawn, I'm up and learning who, what, when, where, why, and how.   No more silly jokes for me,
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