So thats When the thoughts started and then therebwas the attitude. Then there was the actions and that brings you tho grade 9 when everything went down hill.
I wasnt only dealing with rude people at school i was dealing with them at home too. It sucked expecially when i couldnt do or say something without getting in to trouble. Okay so i loved my mom and dad for the most part but then they became bitches and i hated it. So i would normally be a bitch to them or i would annoy the shit out of them. Welll heres the thing im a special kid. Im one with nature i say. Im crazy sometimes. I have depression and anger management issues. But oh well. Okay so i almost got help but i then ran away. And ya so then i came back home only to be yelled at. All i did was stick my middle finger up and go to my room.
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The death of you
Horrorhave you ever wounderd what it would be like to have someone elses heart in your hands, to see their blood spilt on the floor, to taste the taste of blood. their blood. well i have and this is my story.
