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• 1990-05-29
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• Plain Dealing, Louisiana (actually Rocky Mount.)
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• High School Junior
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• Ashlyn

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• 1998 (ever since I started watching Gundam Wing)
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• Fullmetal Alchemist, RahXephon, Samurai Champloo, Gungrave, Rurouni Kenshin, Wolf's Rain, S.CRY.Ed, Neon Genesis Evangelion, Inuyasha, Samurai 7, Eureka Seven,Samurai Deeper Kyo (I love you, Kyoshiro-sama! ><)
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• Become one of America's greatest comic (or manga) artist, work at Production I.G. or Bandai Visual, become a writer
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Sunday, February 11, 2007

   Anniversary
Today marks the anniversary of the death of a loved one. She was a good-hearted person that everyone knew and loved. She lived life to the full extent of her wishes. It was 3 years ago today on a cold February morning that I sat in the church with my parents, siblings, and other friends who knew her. I couldn't help the rage that built inside me at the man who beat her continuously...but he knew better: mess with the bull and you get the horns. She left a mark--a razor blade slash, if you will--on his face to remind him of the woman who fought back. He was there when the service was over. I told my mother I'd become a police officer and shoot him to feel the pain I feel at the very moment when I was told she had finally closed her eyes for the last time. I never seen my mother and father suffer so much..The only time I've seen my father cry was during his father's funeral. Considering all I've been through these past 3 years, mourning for someone is the hardest I've ever done. She was the only one who could possibly understand me. But I know she's watching over me in spirit.

**~ Dedicated to Kendra Nicole Brock-Kennedy ~**
June 30, 1979 -- February 11, 2004
Sweet Dreams, Dear Sister..
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