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teenage years

So you're probably sitting there and wondering what this story will be about but i guarantee you you're not gonna find out right now. I'd like to start my story at a point somehow, and that point is going to be the teenage years. Not the ordinary teenage ones, the ones when you know you're changing and the world's not but you keep on denying it to yourself. At a point you can't make a difference of the things you like and dislike ... yeah i am talking exactly about the number 13 , the black kind of number, the unlucky one, at least for me. I'd really like to share this story with you because you may learn a lesson or you may have experienced the same thing.
When i was 13 years old i was in seventh grade. The whole world turned upside down and i was extremely scared. The 8th class was about to begin and i wasn't feeling the same... i was different, same place different thoughts, different feelings. To me it looked like i was someone else. I used to look at myself the way i thought the others looked at me. Then one day i realised i was a creature of my own mind and i also realised this was just the beggining of the world war 3rd.
The 8th grade become a hell to me. I used to be the best student in the whole school, i even took a nobel prize for that, the school's psychologist had choosen me as the leader of the scientist's group, i used to go to basketball training and i become the leader there too, i used to go to swimming training and won all the races, i used to be the best student in french course and also i used to be great at painting ... so basically this was me , the one child my parents were proud of but it didn't last long. They have invested everything in me and maybe the reason is that i was an only child ... or maybe not. They have never been easy on me so fortunately im not one of those super spoiled child and im kind of proud for that. The reason i said kind of is because im the opposite of it and this type of personality is technically taking me nowhere. As i was saying, there was a change in our school. If i say that i was in a private school you may all think i had all A because of the private system but actually it was an italian school with the public system till the day our director changed. The teachers changed their behavior and the corrupsion started really bad. I couldnt stand there a day. I used to come back home crying. Sometimes there were days i used not to eat at all. It was a total disaster.
Me and my mum have always been like best friends for ages so i used to tell her every piece of mine and randomly i told her about this situation. She was obviously so as a family we decided to change school. I used to be in state school when i was in the 1st grade so it was abput time to get back there again. Also it was difficult to make is decision because i'm not the friendly type, the cool kid type etc and most of my classmates i have known them since kindergarden. Anyways there were a million reasons to stay but that one reason whoch was the right way to go made me do it. I think that has been my biggest decision till that day...