This was my first chance to make friends except for the kids my grandma babysitted so I did my best. I was always pretty popular but ,I didn't get a lot of friends then. I still had friends but not that many. Then 10 days before I turned 4 my sister was born I was excited, you know cute baby in the house. but then she learned to talk.
I remember being young I always wanted to know how things work and them try to make it with what I had. I also remember all of the other kids playing with blocks and I would be drawing. I don't know why it had something to do with my creative mind then.
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Living the life of a boss: my story.
Non-FictionThis is a story of my life over the past 11 years. This is all true stuff no matter how unbelievable. And yes I'm 11.
