My parents moved me my junior year of high school to Ocala, Fl. I was Varsity Cheerleader, president of my class and had a BF of 4 years when I lived in Miami. Needless to say it was very hard on me. Once they moved me, I always said I would go back when I graduated. Then when I did, I went back and most of my peeps were dead or in jail (gang stuff). It just wasn't the same anymore. I was pretty much heart broken that things had changed so much in such a short time. So, I moved here in 1995, slept in my car for 2 weeks, then met Dan and moved in with him as a roomie and the rest is historyOriginally Posted by BLK JDM
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