All about me: a history

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I'm gonna start as far back as I can remember. I was fourish and I had a stereotypical family. My parents and I, or at least that's what they told me, I can't remember back that far. My mom had curly brown hair and blue eyes. My dad had black hair and grey eyes. They were both pretty tall, and I've always been tall. When this was all happening, my family was planning on moving. But then, my parents were gone for the night going to a party before we moved, and a sitter came over. I don't remember much, but my parents were murdered that night. It was the worst thing that ever happened to me.(And that includes just being kidnapped!) The police were involved, and before I could say anything, I was in my first orphan home. They didn't even tell me what had really happened. You'd think I deserved to know, being their son and all. As I've grown up, I have learned that they were killed in a car crash. The person in the other car totally meant for it to happen though. My dad was killed immediately, and my mom was dead the next day in the hospital. I've bumped around different orphanages, but I usually run away from them because most people bully me. I've gotten really hurt by people that I live with.(and trust me, it's a lot of people) The only reason I've stayed at this one is because I go to school with Maya, and she's the only friend I've ever had. Ever since the kids at school figured out I was an orphan, I've been laughed at and bullied.(I can't stop it, they are really persistent. Sometimes it's worse than other times.)My only friend has been Maya. I was being punched by this other guy, and I still don't know why it was happening.(probably no good reason, knowing the people who do it to me) All of a sudden, Maya came up to the guy and told him to stop. She got a black eye from that guy. Well, I'm just going to say that the principal was involved, and that guy got in-school suspension AND out-off school suspension. Well, I also got lunch detention for not fighting back, or some excuse equally stupid. Ever since then, Maya has been the only friend I've ever had. And now, here we are, in the back of this work van, speeding along the interstate.

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