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Priscilla .l

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All work and no play for Priscilla;

 I remember waking up at the crack of dawn during the summer and 

At the young age of twelve years old I started to work at my grandmothers restaurant;

Not something that a kid wanted to do for the summer but 

 working in the cafe was a family tradition but For me a death sentence for 

 They might as well put me in jail and throw away the key because 

 My life was over before it even begun,

As a  waitress in the café;

The alarm clock goes off like a murderous scream and 

 I smack it on the floor;

I’m wrapped in my blanket like a warm burrito and 

 Ten minutes  pass and I’m still laying in bed; dreading the cold air, 

Waiting for me in the room then 

My grandmother comes into the room and says in her screechy southern voice; 

“if your not up in five minuets you got somethin comin to you," and 

Five min later I feel a splash of ice cold water in my face and 

I  swear I thought I was drowning;

not to mention I cant swim. 

I jump up gasping for air, 

wet and cold the only thing I could think of was goodmorning Los Angeles and 

I cant wait to move out this fucking house.

Simple 

All work and no play for Priscilla. I remember waking up at the crack of dawn during the summer. At the young age of twelve years old to work at my grandmothers restaurant. 

Not something that a kid wanted to do for the summer. Working in the cafe was a family tradition. For me a death sentence. They might as well put me in jail. Throw away the key because my life was over before it even begun. As a waitress in the café. The alarm clock goes off like a murderous scream. I smack it on the floor. I’m wrapped in my blanket like a warm burrito. Ten minutes  pass and I’m still laying in bed. Dreading  the cold air waiting for me in the room. My grandmother comes into the room and says in her screechy southern voice. “if your not up in five minuets you got somethin comin to you.” Five min later I feel a splash of ice cold water in my face, I  swear I thought I was drowning. Not to mention I cant swim. I jump up gasping for air.  wet and cold the only thing I could think of was goodmorning Los Angeles. I cant wait to move out this fucking house.

Simple

When I was a young girl. My grandmother kind of kept me secluded from the world. I wasn’t allowed to listen to rap music. I couldn’t talk to boys. The only thing I could watch on TV was the Disney channel. Re-runs of the Elvis Presley show until the age of fifteen. My summers consisted of encyclopedia books. My brother and I had to read. Coming home smelling like chicken and biscuit’s. Until this day biscuits and I have a love hate relationships. Since I’m truly in love with bread lol. I absolutely hated my life. There was no excitement. Hiding me from the world made me curious about the things they were trying to keep me away from especially boys. 

Fanboys 

When I was a young girl my grandmother kind of kept me secluded from the world and  I wasn’t allowed to listen to rap music, I couldn’t talk to boys, and the only thing i could watch on TV was the Disney channel and re- runs of the Elvis Presley show until the age of fifteen, My summers consisted of encyclopedia books my brother and I had to read and coming home smelling like chicken and biscuit’s; Until this day biscuits and I have a love hate relationship, since I’m truly in love with bread lol, I absolutely hated my life, there was no excitement and hiding me from the world made me curious about the things they were trying to keep me away from especially boys.