The Confessions of a girl Intoxicated with Unfiltered Rage
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Kaya, When i was in sixth grade, i met a boy and his name was Kaya. He was a very trumatized kid, and i was the only one he told his deeep dark secrets, when Kaya was 3 years old he was raped by a man who was high on pot, one of his dads friends... Kaya told his best friend and his friend laughed in his face. Kaya was trumatized by that to. His mom gave Kaya up to live with his dad because she got put in jail for drugs and his dad just got out of jail so Kaya was living with his Grandmother. Then 3 weeks later his grandmother died. Kaya went to Juvenile Hall. Kaya let out all of his anger about what has happened to him by beating people up, if i had a problem he would beat them up even if i didn't tell him to. Kaya's dad lost custody of Kaya and his dad went back to jail. Kaya smoked cigaretts in 7th grade, so i gave him a Bible and he stopped. Kaya is now in a foster home with his little sister and his little brother. About a week ago i got a present in the mail from Kaya, the leter said that he was coming to live with my best friend and Kaya's new best friend Payton(he is a boy). Kaya gave me a teddy bear and it has little patches on it, so i named him Patches Stancil (stancil is Kaya's last name). i havent seen kaya since the end of 7th grade but i e-mail Kaya now but talking to him isn't the same as seeing him. Kaya i love you and i cant wait to see you and i hope you are still the same, but Kaya you swear way to much but that makes you who you are. I LOVE YOU KAYA STANCIL!!! heartheartheart xoxoxox
I LOVE YOU KAYA I WILL NEVER FORGET YOU XOXOXOXOXOXO heartheartheart