♥taken , breann bruce , 13 , march ninth , grade eight .
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remember when getting high , meant swinging at the
playground . the worst thing you could get from ,
boys were cooties . your worst enemies were your
siblings , mom was the prettiest girl you knew ,
dad was the coolest guy ever . race issues were who
ran the fastest , war was a cardgame the only drugs
you knew, were cough medicine . wearing skirts
meant you were a princess , not a slut . the only
thing that hurt was , skinned knees and papercuts ,
and the only things that can get broken , were your
toys . life was simple & carefree but all
we wanted to do was grow up .
playground . the worst thing you could get from ,
boys were cooties . your worst enemies were your
siblings , mom was the prettiest girl you knew ,
dad was the coolest guy ever . race issues were who
ran the fastest , war was a cardgame the only drugs
you knew, were cough medicine . wearing skirts
meant you were a princess , not a slut . the only
thing that hurt was , skinned knees and papercuts ,
and the only things that can get broken , were your
toys . life was simple & carefree but all
we wanted to do was grow up .