So I move around a lot...it all started when my Eomma (mom), Unnie (sister), and I got evicted from our house of 5 years...
We moved to (a/n: Lets just say home) 'home' and things were fine and dandy until her boyfriend "owner of 'home' " Decided to cheat on Eomma (mom) and so we moved to 'the ghetto'
When i went to school there, I was failing 4 classes and I got beat up after school everyday so we moved back to 'home', things didn't work out there so we decided to move down south.
Preferably North Carolina, once we got there (a/n: we drove...) we didn't really like it there so we moved to Georgia....
But now..we are moving back to 'home' and I don't know how I feel about that...
YOU ARE READING
My Daily Life PT 1
Non-FictionPlease go read PT 2 to this book called "A Day In The Life Of A Teenage Girl"
