There are many things in my life that I don't understand. Race, Love happiness and sadness. I guess all that could be in everyone's life but in mine its different.
             I was born in a rather large little town of Carlsbad, New Mexico. With big brown eyes and brown hair I had a big sister the one I always looked up to. Misty, that was her name I always looked up to her she was my idol... I always wanted to do everything she did and wear what she wore. Anyways my mother was a blonde beauty, she was a model back then and she was gorgeous, on the other hand my father was a hard worker, he worked in Louisiana every other week. He would go to Louisiana for a 2weeks and work and then he would come home for a week and see us. My grandparents lived down there with us. We were really close to them. I had to go to their house everyday when I was a little girl. My mom had 2 sisters and a brother, my two aunts Pam and Tricia and my uncle Kenny who we called bubba.
             We lived on 415 Pike Dr. it's insane that I still know the address when I only lived there when I was little. I had a best friend name Laura who was my next door neighbor...Laura and I did everything together every since we were babies our parents where good friends so its kind like we just had to be together, but in the end we didn't want to be apart. Laura and I went to Pre School together, kindergarten together and we were both so eager to get to go to 1st grade together. Its like we were meant to be together, we loved each other liked sisters and nothing would ever separate us. In the Midpoint of my first grade year I remember coming home from school and my mom was packing our stuff. She told me we where moving to Gainesville Texas. I was so upset, I didn't want to leave Laura she was my best friend. A week later we moved, we moved into this small red house on Mc Cubbin St. we were just going to move there until we foun
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