Twenty one..

I’m not an average twenty one year old, I go through much more. At a time like this my mind starts to flood with different seberios of why and how did certain things happen…

Memories, memories I previously agreed to get rid of seem to have caught up with me… Why? Why do I have to go through situations at a time where in suppose to be an example?

In answered questions leave you wiry. I’m not an average twenty one year old, I’m a mother. A real mother. I put my child before any and everything ! NO, seriously I do. My child awakes to breakfast, I bathe her every single morning, wash her face , brush her teeth, and do her hair. I make her a cooked lunch and include a snack. When I pick her up from school I have food for her, I take her out, take her home bathe her , feed her, and tuck her in… So you see there’s no part time in my parenting…

I’m not an average twenty one year old, the club isn’t my life. I don’t drink alcohol neither do I smoke anything. I try to convince those I know that’s users of substance to make an extensive change.

I have dreams, I have to be someone … I have so much opportunity that’s it’s only natural for me to succeed….

I’m not average.. I’m well above it…
It’s my birthday !!

Shalysa has spoken ‼️🎤👄

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