It was dawn. The light was pouring in through my window, the rays of sunshine caressed my face. I sat up, my long, chestnut hair swaying behind me. With a stretch and a yawn, I slowly stood to my feet and peered out the glass to get a good look of the bayou. It’d be the last time I’d see these lush, green trees and brown, swampy waters for a while.A smile tugged at the corners of my lips as a familiar smell wafted in my nose. Aunt Rosette was cooking breakfast and by the smell of it, it was my favorite. I quickly showered, brushed my teeth, and threw on a black wife beater and a pair of high waisted black skinny jeans. Adorning my feet were my favorite pair of black combat boots. You could definitely say that black is my favorite color.I opened the door to my bedroom and strode down the hall to the kitchen. My icy blues caught si
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