The race to the end

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I was only seven one my mom and dad started to sell drug and argue every morning and night, but I somehow managed to live like and normal human other than the fact we that my parents were drug dealers.
A lot of peaple new me because of my speed and because I was always getting in trouble.
When I turned 16 I finally got a bike because down in mexico it's hard to get a thing of transportation.
I couldn't sleep one night so I took a walk along the roed and I heard some people talking, so I got snoopy and went to listen, but they shuved me back. I went in but this time I hid and listened and they were talking about a rare plant and how one of his employees has made a type of cocain that was great, so I listened to where they will sell it to and they needed to go to America.

Ya I'm gonna stop the story here because I don't want to make it any more

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 29, 2018 ⏰

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