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I wrote this is memory of Sophie Lancaster (1986-2007) <3 A girl who was beaten to death when she was out late at night with her boyfriend.
This story is based on Sophie, but also to raise the message on hate crime. IT'S WRONG. It's bad enough...
Mom had explained to me to remain calm, frantically twisting her honey blonde hair. Mom is only twenty nine, thirty in November, and she still looks like a college girl. She had that tan skin, bright blonde cheerleader hair, a 5 ft. 8 height, a flawless complexion, and a Southern accent....
By Smiley Sophia
I grew up in a small town, all my friends were always boys and now my big break is being the fashion designer I always wanted to be. The changes, The City, The Friends and The Look.