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I REMEMBER A GIRL,

I REMEMBER A GIRL THINKING BACK WHEN SHE WAS LITTLE WHO ONCE WAS EMBARASSED TO KISS HER OWN COUSIN’S HAND, BECAUSE SHE THOUGHT WAS SOME OF A SIN. BUT LITTLE DID SHE KNOW HER THOUGHTS ABOUT GUYS AND ABOUT LIFE WOULD  CHANGE ON ONE FATEFUL DAY. WHEN A WOMAN ASK MAMA TO MAKE A BABY QUILT FOR ONE OF GUYS THAT CHANGE MY LIFE FOREVER WITHOUT ME EVEN  REALIZIING THAT 21 YEARS LATER HE BE ONE OF MY BEST FRIENDS!! AND THAT WOULD STILL BE TALKING TO EACH OTHER ON A WEEKLY BASICS!! I REMEMBER IN SCHOOL THE TEACHERS AND EVERYBODY TOLD ME  NOT TO HUNG OUT WITH THEM BECAUSE THEY WERE A BAD INFLUENCE ON ME. BUT I REFUSE TO BELIEVE THEM I KNEW IN MY HEART NO MATTER WHAT THOSE GUYS HAD DONE IN THE PAST. THEY WERE CAPABLE OF SO MUCH MORE THEN MOST OF THOSE TEACHERS WANTED TO GIVE CRDIET THEM FOR AND  ALL THEY NEEDED WAS A CHANCE TO OPEN THEIR DOOR A LITTLE BIT FOR THEM SO THEY COULD SHOW EVEYBODY JUST HOW SPECIAL THEY WERE.  I FINALLY GOT TO THEIR FRIEND IT WAS THE BEST TIMES OF MY LIFE!! EVEN THOUGH WE’RE ALL GROWN NOW I KIND OF WISH I COULD GO BACK TO THESE DAYS EVEY NOW AND AGAIN. I STILL REMEMBER ME BEING HALF ASLEEP. AND THEY WOULD GET ME AWAKE BY TELLING ME THEY’D HAD JUST SMOKED POT THAT AND THEY NEEDED ME TO COVER FOR THEM. THEN US TRADING, JOKES LAUGHS AND WINKS, AND WILD STORIES BEFORE GOING IN THE PLACE WE CALLED “HELL” OUR CLASSROOM!! ONCE WE GOT IN THERE THEY WOULD SIT DOWN AND THE “BITCH” AS WE ALL CALLED HER OUR TEACHER. SHE WOULD MAKE UGLY REMARKS ABOUT US THEY WOULD GO TO ACE SCHOOL. AND JASON I REMEMBER WALKING AROUND THE SCHOOL ALWAYS WITH LOTS OF GIRLS ON HIS ARM LIKE HE RULED THE SCHOOL! HE KNEW HE COULD HAVE ANY GIRL IN THAT SCHOOL HE WANTED AND 21 YEARS LATER HE STILL CAN HAVE ANY GIRL HE WANTS! ALL HE HAS TO DO IS TURN ON THAT SEXY CHARM.  AND AS FOR ME THE LITTLE GIRL, SHE SOMETIMES WISHES HER LIFE WOULD HAVE BEEN DIFFERENT. SO THAT COULD CHASE HER DREAMS AND LIVE HER LIFE THE WAY EVERY CHILD DOES WHEN THEY’RE LITTLE THEN TURN HER  AND RELEASE THEM INTO THE WORLD. AND LET THEM TRY TO LIVE OUT THEIR CHILDHOOD DREAMS SO THEIR WILL NO LONGER JUST BE DEAMS THEY CAN TO MAKE THEM REALITY BY TRYING THEIR BEST TO SUCCEED IN ALL THEIR DREAMS. UN FORTURNELY THIS GIRL’S DREAMS PROBABLY NEVER BECOME A REALITY BECAUSE OF THE DISEASE SHE BORN WITH. EVEN THOUGH SHE KNOWS GOD MADE HER THIS WAY FOR A REASON IT STILL HURTS HER TO HEAR PEOPLE SAY SHE’S SMART BUT SHE CAN’T GO TO COLLAGE OR WORK FOR CERTAIN REANSONS. IT HURTS TO SEE WHILE HER FRENDS AT COLLAGE WHILE SHE HAS TO STAY HOME. AND FEEL BROKE BEAUSE SHE NEVER HAS NO MONEY OF HER OWN. AND SHE CAN’T UNLESS HER MOM TAKES HER AND GETS IT FOR HER IF HER MOM SEES ONE THING THAT DOESN’T LIKE SHE’LL TAKE HER BACK HOME EVEN THOUUGH SHE’S GROWN WE ARE GROWN NOW MOST OF THEM HAVE KIDS, SOME HAVE MOVED AWAY TO GO TO COLLAGE. BUT REGARDLESS OF FAR AWAY WE GET IN OUT LIFES THE LOVE MEMORIES, AND FRIENSHIP WILL REMAIN STONG. AND WE’LL BE THERE FOR EACH OTHER WHEN ONE NEEDS A SHOULDER TO CRY ON. WHENEVER WE ALL SEE EACH OTHER THE LOVE AND CONNECTION REMAINS STONG LIKE OZZY OSBOURNE CRAY TRAIN SONG.