Have I mentioned I hate most people? No? Well, good, cuz’ your going to listen to my crap for awhile! te see, I was a kid growing up in New York City, with my single mother. I was an only child, and got MOSTLY what I wanted. My mom worked at a high-class-snooty jewelry store, and made a pretty good income. I went to a public school, and made all A’s with a B in science here-and-there. My life was good, I had friends, and everything was perfect. Until mom told me something while I was eating cereal. “Grace, we’re moving.” At first I was like, ok, whatevs’ no biggie. “To where...
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