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Bad Parts of Life

    If you are wondering what happened to the other vents in this book, I unpublished them. They are old and so they are probably cringe and I just kind of want different stuff here. I dont want to be mad.
   I decided to continue my vents because I really thought a lot tonight about my whole life. I'm trying to collect my real memories and what might make me like this.
 Thinking, my house was very loud. My dad was always yelling, same with my brother and so it caused me to speak up a lot. Every time I would talk I was yelling and because of this, I was normally in trouble and told to speak quieter but I only learned to be loud. 
  When I was younger, my brother cut my hair and I think every kid did that once. But this was different, I basically had a bald spot and had to cut all my hair off and regrow it because of that.
  My dad cussed a lot during my childhood and my brother is autistic so he got really upset about things easily. And my mom I don't really remember how she was. But growing up around them and having their genetics, I was a stubborn kid. I followed my brother so much that I still do it now.
 School.
  Pre-school was the only good year for me or almost the only one.
In Pre-school we did fun things and had cool "events" such as an indoor "snowball fight" but I wont bore you with this.
  Kindergarten was tough, I try to avoid remembering it. It was okay but during class I would sing then get yelled at and told, "Singing is for music class!," and so then I would hum, but they did the same thing again. So I broke the habit and now I can't even hum anymore. I feel like they forced me to change.
  If I wore something that the other kids thought was weird, then they would laugh at me the whole day. But music and art were almost the only classes I absolutely loved. I looked up to those classes a lot. There was also a certain janitor that I loved.
  In 2nd grade I never really thought the teacher liked me much. But During 2nd grade I lost an earring and got used for products. The product was slime, It started to get really popular at the time and I had a lot of problems with it because people thought I made it really well, and so I guess you can put that together. I also starting taking medicine for ADHD, but I don't remember when I started it. Taking the medicine made me think that they were giving me this medicine because they wanted to change me, but I don't think that anymore.
  I cant even remember much of 3rd grade, I imagine it being great but at this point I can't trust my myself. During 3rd grade, well at the last quarter of the year, Covid-19 started to be a problem in Kansas. That's almost all I can remember of that year.

Should I finish my thoughts...or not?