Charlee POV
Im Charlee Bell and im 17 years old. I'm mixed (half black half white) with the stupidist most frustrating curly hair ever! The one feature I like about myself are my eyes. They're grey 😁. Annnyways, my mother passed away when I was just 3 so it's been me and my dad ever since. Things are no where near easy but we pull through. We're all eachother has and while yes he is very protective I know it's only because he's afraid of losing me. I never got to have those teenage years. Yanno the ones where you get to be young and dumb and make mistakes. I don't have room for those and although it kills my dad that I hope to go to NYU after graduating I almost feel like I have to. Its been my dream for years considering that's where my mom graduated from. My days seemed to be the same routine over and over. Wake up.school.homework.sleep. That is until....
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So this is just to give you a little taste as to who Charlee is this is my first story in a long time but my first one one here so I hope somehow my story finds some readers even tho I only have like 2 followers if that lol anyways yeaa.. I'll update once the story gets some type of notice..
~Dest 💞
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