Everything And Nonsense

Difficult

I was still an asshole, but a tame one.

3rd grade was the same old thing, run away, bang my head on the wall and further make myself stupid, get bullied, feel sad, rinse and repeat. By now I did the same things every day, and poor Mr. Luckett had to deal with me for another year, as if having me in 2nd grade wasn't enough. He was a very patient man, and I realize nowadays that I was a real pain to be around, but he was nice enough to not toss me away like Mrs. Montoya. I hope that he's happy these days. I miss him. Anyways, remember Niyol? She was still around, and I felt weird because I wasn't particularly at the age where I knew girls could like girls, but I really liked her. 4th grade came around and I was told that I was "gifted", which, to me, it meant "You have many screws lose, what the fuck, please go to these classes away from the normal people.", so it kinda sucked. Then again, considering those 5 months happened in 2004-2005, I'm not surprised I was placed in special education classes. Met this boy named Dominic. He liked me as much as I liked Niyol, and constantly went around telling people we were dating. I played along at first until he told my mom he and I were married. My mom was pissed off and lectured me about "What's next? Pretend sex?", and I felt so uncomfortable. She genuinely got mad at a 9 year old for something the kid didn't even want a part of. Whatever. I divorced Dominic and we haven't spoken since. I was still dead set on dating Niyol, but waited for the right time. Eventually that time happened. I'll explain later. Now, I continued talking to my imaginary friends. Plex, Click, and Lucky were gone, and I had new friends: the FNAF1 animatronics. I didn't know their story, so I made one up. This led to so much that I will actually write about soon. Nathan remained, and I gave him some new friends: Jake and Felix. Now, I talked to these imaginary friends, the bots and the guys, and got severely bullied for it. It got to the point where I absolutely couldn't stand to get up in the morning. If I were depressed before, this was so much worse. It actually made me suicidal. Of course, if I said that I'd be taken away from my mom. Even worse, my little sister, Victory, would be taken too. So I learnee to keep my mouth shut until I couldn't any longer, and told my mom. She immediately took me out of that school, and I spent the last of 4th grade and all of 5th grade homeschooled. The teachers did fuck all to stop bullying, but then again, what school handles bullying properly? Name 5 and I'll give you a million dollars. I decided to work on my "YouTube career" once school let out. Went through many usernames and finally chose "WhoNeedsSleep". A shitty name, still my Roblox ID to this day, just with "ROBLOX" at the end. Yeah, just kill me now. I was still very big on FNAF, and was obsessed. Then I saw Markiplier playing it and I became even more obsessed and had to play it now. So I did. I learned the story. Now, you'd think a 10 year old would think "What the fuck." after reading it. Me? "Cooool, I mean, bad for the kids, but that story is so neat!". Yep. So I built stories based on that, and got attached to Bonnie. Now, as much as I love making up "videos", I loved writing scripts too. So I had a series playing in my brain 24/7. And it only got more complicated from there. Middle school started, and oh boy did I realize there were kids worse than the ones in RTC.