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[[Eric Dunklin]]

Okay well my name is Eric Diont’e Dunklin Son of Ricky Vendell Dunklin (dead) and Stella Marie Martin (now Stella Jones). Right now and for most of my life I have been living with than man I have called dad since I was younger and that is Timothy Albert Hurtt, his wife Jennifer Gill-Hurtt, my youngest brother Tyler Christopher Hurtt. I also have other siblings, which include Tim Hurtt Jr., Todd Alan Hurtt, Ricky (little Ricky) Dunklin, and Corey Dunklin. I am 15 years old as of now and today is March 26, 2007. My birthday is February 8, 1992 and I was born at Bronson hospital in Kalamazoo, Michigan. At the age of four I think I fell on Todd’s turtle skateboard while I think rushing to my moms side as she came through the door, I had to have staples, I think, put into my bottom lip because my top teeth went through the lip and now I have a scar forever reminding me of something I cant remember and my mind plays with stories I have heard and may eventually find the truth through development. Until I was four I lived with moms in Chicago but one day I was at my auntie Bernie’s house and they told me that I said I saw Tim and Todd and so I went to go follow them and I guess I got lost but somehow they found me and my dad, Tim sr., said it must be time for me to come home to Battle Creek, Michigan. Now obviously being here has given me the best and worst days of my life and I deal with what comes my way pretty easily. But anyways I move here into 46 Maryland dr. and have spent most of my life here. In kindergarten at then Washington elementary I met the girl I thought I was going to marry and spend the rest of my time on this earth with (I was saying all this stuff at the age of five), Tiana Moore. I thought that we would have children and raise a big family and everything when we grew up but it didn’t happen because the next year she left to go to some other school, I spent the first month of 1st grade looking for her. My then best friend Christopher Pulley and I always went to Ms. Chris’ house every single day after school until my dad would come and pick me up. It turns out that Ms. Chris is a relative of Bonita and I never knew that until a year or so ago. Second grade consisted of more Tiana searching and Mrs. Martin who ended up being a friend of dads. Ms. Stamm was third grade and we finally got desks, I felt sooooooo grown. Fourth grade was Ms. Ryan short hair nice lady. fifth grade was the fine former Ms. Black (now Mrs. Hughes) who was indeed a white lady. Yet there was a Ms. White who just happened to be light skinned, coincidence? I think not. That was the year that I found out my life was going to change a lot. So its sixth grade year and I’m in my first hour, and the art teacher sits me next to the dude ill be cool with for the rest of my life my nigga Evan James Perry. This nigga is so cool and I remember one of the first things we said to each other, he said wow you … I cut him off and said I know I have a big lip and he said no you have teeth behind your front ones and that got me right there it was so different and we been cool ever since especially when we found out we were cousins. I also met Janna Banana Nicole Parks and Myra in the same class, art. Image:DCFC0215.jpg{| class="wikitable" |- References see [1] |}