** Me **<\/p>\n
I am kind.
\nI am respectful.
\nI wish you can be honest with me as I am with you.
\nI’m 4 foot and 11 inches.
\nI have dirty blonde natural hair.
\nIt almost looks black.
\nI go to a school with a bunch of people who love drugs.
\nBut, I stay away from that because I can’t ruin my future
\nIn the marines, as a writer, photographer, and a motivational speaker.
\nI hope you know now I write because I love it.
\nJunior reserve officers training corps (JROTC) drill team is my other passion.
\nI write when I’m not doing homework, drill team or at friends.
\nI could write in my sleep.
\nBut, when I wake up you wouldn’t be able to read it.
\nI believe everyone is beautiful even you males.
\nUgly is not on a persons looks its a persons personality.
\nSo, take a mass murderer for example he’s still beautiful but has ugly actions.
\nGet what I mean?
\nI love my family and family comes first.
\nEven if they are 450 miles away but distance is nothing.
\nI have anxiety, so with Drill Team it helps because it comes when I’m under pressure, stress, or sadness.
\nSo, Drill helps a lot.
\nSo, does a pen and paper.
\nThe other things I have is social anxiety which I’ve had forever and didn’t know until last year.
\nI also, have insomnia, and I’m bipolar.
\nYeah, all of things may suck but hey, I still live life like I’ll be gone tomorrow.
\nI have been writing since my freshman year literally, last school year.
\nI started and my first poem was almost 6 pages.
\nBut, just the front pages.
\nEither way my friends and family love reading my poems.
\nAnd I love keeping people entertained.
\nI love all of you beautiful lovelies. <\/p>\n
~April Sue Kraniak~<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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