my hangout
this is my tree i sing,dance,an look at the sun set an i spend my time under it when i get upset. my mother she was born in the 90's an i was born 9 years ago an i am about to be 10 uh. this tree has sighns on it what i draw or carve into it! this is my sweet hangout an that day i herd a gun shot (POW) i ran to home
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