20 years I've lived here and 15 years I've known him . Razor Yung .

The sweetest or like I used to think most genuine guy I had ever met .

He would make me laugh with every sentence he made , I was happy . I was.

I remember exactly how we met , how it all began and how it ended. 

My name's Laun , Laun James and I'll take you back to the beginning.

 I was five when we met at a play ground and he was this cute little boy ,a bit taller than me and I hated that . My mom always said I was tall for my age , taller than most boys my age , so why was this boy with his dark brown hair that laid over his eyes taller!.

He sat next to me and helped build my sandcastle , it was pretty like him and he made a silly joke that made me laugh ..hard. I didn't laugh much , there wasn't really much to laugh about in SERSEY. My family's life was tough , SERSEY was only fun for the privileged , the rich , the rest of us just struggled to get through life . My mom always told me not to make friends with the rich kids because they would look down on me and these were her favorite words when explaining these kinds of stuff to me ,"this is SERSEY nobody cares about you , people make friends with people who they can benefit from but you have nothing to give , understand that and keep to your lane". but this boy wasn't like that. This boy was fun.

Razor's mom loved me from the moment she saw me , I didn't understand why . But to my suprise our moms instantly became besties and I thought she didn't like rich people or maybe she could tell that these ones were different , were kind and compassionate unlike most rich people here. 

We would have play dates together and our parents were already talking about our marriage . At school we ate lunch together and talked about the people we didn't like , he would defend me when the rich kids would make fun of me and ask why he was friends with me , he would say "Everyone of you combined couldn't be as amazing as she is". 

Those words stuck with me throughout kindergarten , middle school and even secondary school. 

We went to prom together, I even remember the first he told me he loved me . We were meant to be together, that's what I believed , what my mother believed, what he's parents believed and what he believed. It was Fate , it was Love.