oh boy, those were some of the days & nights in the ghetto as a teen, when first moved, out of military base, *middle class* and with grandparents who were *upper class*. Luckily for me, i was already used to, *the best of things, as an only girl and as GOD planned for us to be, growing up*. When i OBSERVED the teens and their way out, ugly smacktalking and not aware of how they actually looked to my, strict & guarded upbringing, as well as $$$$$$ from grandparents to add to childsupport, and what i brought from California, in my room, my doll bed and linens and matching curtains, white furniture and collector dolls and jewelry boxes with ballerina outfits and shoes, tap shoes too. in my room, in a ghetto.
Posted on: Tue, 25 Nov 2014 05:27:15 +0000
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