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Hey guys this is my life story every single bit of it is true



1. Fist of all

Let us start from the start. I was born. My mum, my dad, my older sister Hayleigh (hay-lee), my older sister Letitia (la-tee-sha), my older sister georgia (jor-ja), possibly my older bro mike, dads dog scrappy and myself lived in a house. Once I turned 1 everyone above came and lived in the gypsy fair. Man did I love that gypsy fair! its not what you think it is. It's great! Some people may think that gypsys are all dope smokers, all laid back. I will admit that a couple out of like 40 family's were, but my mum and us weren't (my mum and dad broke up when I was two then mum got with pa my stepdad) mum would sometimes have to cook for like 13 people! During the week mum had to make stock. She got those old bedspreads and cut them up to make them into cool trousers. She would also handpaint thin small planks of wood and put sayings and phrases onto them. My sisters had to help pack up and set up the shop. On the side of the house truck there would be some things that you attach the orning to. That's all for now folks coz I'm crying remembering all of these cool memories compared to now.
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