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true story:

lil girl growin up in the ghetto where nothings promised, but death n taxes, and this lil girl surpassin, that even her brothers doin shyt he supposed not do like addicts, he there blowin up peoples lives, not mine no, but people, hes doin him, forgettin bout the one person who been there thru thick n thin, and here i am, lil girl growin up past this, no one can see this, lil girl past it, wat she got using her mind to get somewhere thats hot, and here she is leavin her mark

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never thought i was beautiful till i hit Loughlin, where boys liked me for my assets than my mind, and thats just not me, lil girl growing up aint havin it, still tryin to find herself in all this, the world going round even when hers comes to a stop, the worlds the enemy even when ur not, and she gonna let one of these boys hit it like that, nah my minds in the right place, even tho im in love wit this wanna be man playing lil boy games, that lil girl growing up shouldnt have to handle and, while tired of the bullshyt extending from her junior high school into high school and eventually college, nah you dont deserve this. ive grown up and everything that didnt break me has made me stronger and with this i should leave a note, my life aint been easy, its been greasy and, if u expect me to die within me u wrong, u cant break me, i am me.

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as a freshie comin into loughlin wasnt easy, i was lonely and the school wasnt styled like me, not too much religious, gods on my side when he wanna be, and thats the truth cuz see, these bad things happen and i dont know why, i have yet to begun my story and starting to cry, later goin deep into detail this is the me you dont know, the one that you see blocking sad wit a smiling knot in my throat, and u never know me like i know me cuz me is who i know better than me, and u dont ever get to know me, even when u think u know me u wont know me cuz u dont understand me and to understand me is knowin me, im like that see i was bored wit life and loughlin astounded me, i was feeling things i never experienced before it was happening like milk to butter that learns about toast, and there u go, u would never know, that something that made me go round as a freshie it was all the fun and games with the guys a year above me and the fam that i grew to love in brother john's vicinity, the fun and games that brought a lot of pain and the fam that picked me up when i needed that. then as the year broke with a new season, summer was a new beginning, chilling with my cousin gramma and aunt, playin telephone wit a guy who i thought was new fun, so there it went summers gone and schools here for wise fools to learn whats wrong, binded by old and friends new, stuck around the motley crew, the ppl i was close to once b4 were gone into separate groups, so here i am a loner again, the true person beginning to be seen to the outside from within, here i was having the time of my life, not realizing that good times yesterday today make u cry, so here it was again the end of the year a good one fine and there it went, half my fam graduated and gone and there it was again summer fun, back to the guy from the summer b4, no longer a sophie anymore, soon to be a junior playin tele-phone games with a guy 2 years older than, me thinkin he twice my age, so here it is i meet him again, little do i know i lose it to him, so here it is summers end with junior year ready to begin. junior year the worst of my time, it sucks because of what went on never had a guy disrespect me like they did that time, ive been called lots of things but never like the insults that one time i let fly, and i let them be because that thing will always be what he acted as that time, a cat he acts like and then my dear friend who takes that faggot over me, u fuckin kidding this time round the shit we been thru and u still act like i got ur back, ur fams the only reason u exist in my eyes, ur bro n sis who i adore and appreciate more than ur ass does and probly will leave in a second if chance comes up, truth is u should die, back on topic, so with things of rings to deal with and a candle in my hand receiving the thing that made the year better at last, a ring on my finger finally proving me to be a senior and those above me gone after long torture of who and what is going on with me. and im wrong to leave, niggas ya played me. summer came again and working with the kids that i was once them, they havin fun and reminding me life is hard but its what you make of it that makes itself loved. fun long summer gone senior arrived, high schools almost done.

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The one without an ending has finally arrived, the year where fun begins and doesnt die, here we are seniors at loughlin im having fun with limited access, holding me down are the little boys tryin to grow adams, playing the games that make them what theyre not and remind me that they have yet to grow up, soon to be 18 lil girl growing up this was the life of the lil girl growing up.