There lived a little girl the was homless her momma did not love her. she was abused when she lived with her dad. her dad said he was going to get some fruit loops and never came back. So she didnt have a dada to take care of her .
a black lady came and found her crying . what is your name . My name is Layla. Where is yo mamma i don't know she left me here. O dang come and live with my family.
she took the little girl who to her two kids. Her oldest Maya said. mommy who is this little white girl in my room . She is going to be living with us . But she white we not white momma we black. Shut yo a** up and go say hi
they slept that night but the girl mom was standing in there room watching them sleep . Maya woke up and asked who are you and why you in my room . Thats my daughter and i want her back. Ill go get my mommy.
mommy someone is in my room for that girl she said thats her daughter . im scared ok stay in here i will go see whats up .
why are you in my house. This is my daughter why do you have her. If she is your daughter why was she on the streets . I had to teach her lesson now give me her. How did you know she was here.