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About the Author, Gabisile

I AM
 an adorable young lady, beautiful and growing stronger, 
as I was taught to believe in myself and be strong at all times.
I am a believer and yes I obey.


Gabisile is a cool out-going, out-spoken, touchy, 
and gorgeous and an attractive young lady that loves herself enough.

She is a girl that is self assertive, believes and respects herself too. 
Yet sometimes she could pretend to be innocent to those who do not know her personally.

I believe that she has quiet a short temper but manageable, 
she is a girl that is yet sweet to others and also been taught never to be rude to others.


She never lets anger control her; she is able to show kindness, 
caring, honesty and respect to them. 
And she always gives her best in all that she does.

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