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  • She never belonged to a group. She never belonged to anyone but herself. Silently waiting for someone to pick her for once. Her name is Kiaunna. Sure she may have friends and people to hangout with but surely they don't know her at all. She loves to read and write poetry always happy smiling.
    Finally someone had the favor in her life they picked her over any other prettier girl. Ever since she was little all the prettier white girls were picked instead of her. Growing up in a white community was very different than living where she lives now.
    The reservation is always home first. Even when she leaves to college some day. Her name is Kiaunna. She doesn't care what people think about her anymore. She herself and if people don't like it then they can all go dig a hole and jump in.
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