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here's part 3,enjoy!!!!! -Samone. we got back to michael's and he showed me the guessroom and invited me to smash on some food.when i went up to that dinner table i seen all these green leaves and all kinds of rich people food. Me:(looking disgusted)what is dat green stuff? Michael:it's a salad,have you ever seen one of these before? Me:naw all i see in south central is potato salish and all dat soul food stuff,you don't eat nun of dat? Michael:(giggling)salish? i eat it time to time,i gotta watch my weight. Me:oh so you one of dem scared to get fat people? Michael:no no no,i eat that stuff but i have to watch how much of it i eat. Me:oh so whats yo favorite food. Michael:i like KFC food. Me:aww foreal me too dat kinda reminds me of my gran...but yea dats my favorite to. Michael:well are you going to eat tonight? Me:i guess it wouldn't hurt to try it. me and ole boy michael finished eatin dat stuff he call food but to be real dat kinda bang,i gotta get the recipe to dat salish.the maid came and got our plates and we walked to his living room to start another conversation. Me:so why you wanted me back here after i tried to jack you? Michael:well you seem really interesting. Me:(raising one eye brow)interesting?look if you tryna get in my pants thats all you had to say. Michael:i'm old enough to be your dad. Me:you ain't no older den 30 i know dat for a fact. Michael:and how do you that? Me:south central sell magazines too. Michael:oh really? Me:yea you act like it's a alien world or sumthin humans live der too you know. Michael:whatever,so how old are you? Me:16 1/2 i'll be 17 next week. Michael:i thought you were so much older. Me:(smiling)i know,dats why i be gettin into clubs and drinkin all da time. Michael:(frowning)that's not anything you should be proud of at a young age. Me:(feeling stupid)well dats just da life i know and only know. Michael:well may i ask why you were running away from home?i know your mother is worried. Me:(getting mad)dat bitch ain't worried about shit but her crack.in her eyes,all i'm good fo is sleeping around and givin her money from all da dudes i slept wit. Michael:oh my god,i'm so sorry to hear that. Me:naw it's coo. Michael:no it's not.would you like to tell me more about your life..that's if you don't mind. Me:i guess since you care so much,why not. well to start off i wasn't always like dis,i use to have a good life.i was such a sweet angel,when i was little i use to live in Beverly hills.my life was a life right out of a fairy tale.from age 2 to 14 i was a hip-hop,jazz and ballet dancer and i went to one of the best skoos in Los Angeles.my momma and daddy were the perfect couple for eachother.when i was 11 my daddy was diagnosed with a mental illness and soon killed his self, leavin me and my momma to fin for ourselves.my momma became depressed after he died.she stopped goin to work and that cause us to lose the house.my momma sent me to my grandma house until she could get back on her feet but she never came back and got me.my grandma was my last hope.i lived with her for three years and in those three years she gave me all the love she could give.she unfortunately died from diabetes when i was 14 so i had to go back to my momma's.goin back to her was the biggest mistake of my life,she would bring all types of men around and one night i was raped by one of them,i told my momma but she said it was my fault and i should of not been in the way.after that i started bein stupid livin the street life, smokin but never did any of the bad bad drugs,stealin,fighting, gettin suspended from skoo,bad grades and even sleepin around for money just so we can make a livin.i want to give up this life because that little girl still lives inside me. Michael:(tearing up)wow that is really heartbreaking. Me:well you know that's just the way things went and if i could go back and change it i would. Michael:why did you give up dancing? Me:well when i moved back wit my momma she didn't have the money to keep payin for me to dance so i quite. Michael:well that's about to change. Me:what you mean. Michael:i want you to start dancing for my tour. Me:what are you serious? Michael:yes but i want to see you dance first. Me:i will dance if you dance wit me. Michael:are you talking about you want to battle me? Me:if dats what you wanna call it den hell yea. Michael:your on. i wonder how this is goin to go stay tuned and don't forget to vote!!!!:)
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