kyndallbrown120's Letters
Late night at a red light
97.9 the beat plays on the radio
The aroma of the classic Honey Butter Chicken Sandwhich from What-a-burger fills the car.
A random stranger flagged me, “no I don’t have money- “ was the first thought that came to mind, but immediately interrupted as I look at her hands..
Her hands moved with urgency telling me to lo…read more
My story starts in a small neighborhood in Dallas called South Dallas Growing up in this area I learned the importance of hard work, determination and family. My mother knew the importance of education and always pushed me in academics. They also taught me how my brain is the strongest weapon in order to achieve my dreams. My mom didn’t get the c…read more