Where I’m FromI
Where I’m From
I am from making best friend bracelets at recess. I am from drinking cold Dr. Pepper, and I am from highways between Kentucky to Arkansas. I’m from the one dimple that my mother gave me, and I’m from my father’s eyes. I’m from being the baby sister, and softball fields. I’m from black Friday and from no bake cookies. I’m from May of 1999 and I’m from my favorite shade of yellow.
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