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Her Identity

She was never a girly girl did not care about wearing her mother’s high heel shoes, or painting her nails. Wasn’t interested in putting on lipstick, or smearing makeup on her face. Had no attraction to the color pink like most girls do, nor did she fancy pretty dresses carefully selected for her. When she was permitted to make decisions for herself, and choose what style she wanted to wear, she wore clothes the same as her brother and liked to rough and tumble with his friends. No one in the family felt the need to ask "the question”. Her identity she chose by herself. She matured to be phenomenal despite a world so cruel at times. The belief in the person she had become helped to make her strong. She is intelligent, kind and caring, lives by great values she gathered on her journey through life. A person more than enough for Those who love her. This is how God made her born the way she is.

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