Her: Nene can i ask you something?
Me: Yeah go for it.
Her : Do you think war paint comes off?
Me: Why? Do you have war paint?
Her(about to cry): Yes i do. Are you mad at me now?
Me(pissed but hides it): Come here(hugs her) no i am not mad at you. Now answer my question. Why do you have scars and where are they at?
Her:answer mine first. Does war paint come off?
Me: No war paint fades but is does not go away the scars will always be there to show that if you put your mind to something you can get threw hard times.
Her: I have scars because well life is getting hard and my friends and my body is changeing. Please don't be mad at me.
Me: I will never be made at you. I will try to get you threw your hard times. Now were are they at?
Her: Thank you! But why do you want to know were my scars are at?
Me: So i can kiss every last one of your cuts.
Her: Well i dont think want to kiss them all.
Me: Where are they at?
Her: All over my body but my head they are even on my lower back (crying) please don't be mad at me.
Me: Never ever will i be mad at anyone that has war paint i will kiss every scar know matter how old or new they are.
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life
RandomI am sorry in advance if this book puts things in your head. This story is just how i feel and is going to tell my life story.
