Chapter 1:
August 12, 2010
Manhattan, New York
Time, Los Angeles
8:00 a.m.
Dear Dana,
It is 8:00 a.m. and I ‘m getting ready to go to “school” in Manhattan New York, you know I could to a secret service school instead of a real school. I feel like I don’t belong because it not fun at all. All we do is what a private school would do. Let me tell you about me (Kenya C. Jays) I’ve been living in a box most of my life my mother died 3 years ago when I was only 8 years old! She died because of cancer and when she died in the hospital I was holding her hand while it happen my own (patens heal) mother died right in front of ME! It‘s sad and my dad and sister never talk about it but I keep my memories of her in my heart! Sorry it’s too much! I’m getting ready to go to “school”! Oh, got to go! BYE!
P.S. How’s your life going my is awful!
Sincerely,
Kenya C. Jays
August 16, 2010
Time, Los Angles
Manhattan, New York
5:00 p.m.
Dear Kenya,
I just got home from school. Wow! That must have been so sad! My life is difficult than I thought begin at the begin of school, I got straight A’s in the middle of the year I got C, D, U, and One F! Can you people this I never got this in my life? Well anyway I got to go to dance practice! Bye! P.S. I hope to see you for Thanksgiving later in the year!
Sincerely,
Dana Harrison
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