01/10/16
Hi my ppl Jonathan here and this section is the time before now. For an early heads up I will be updating this like a dairy Lol.
Before I was a small kid with a great family that loved me. My mom was born in Jamaica, and raised in with both her dad, which who was in america, and her grandparents who was in Jamaica. (Her mom left her when she was still an infant do to drugs). My moms race is Jamaican, Irish, Cherokee Indian, Cuban,and Chinese. And for those of you who have seen me and wonder why I'm not completely black, it's because my mom is white and dad is black. So speaking of Dad he was born in Alabama. He lived with his mom all of his youth life and his dad half of that time, but his dad was always down the street if he needed him. My dads race is African American(NOT AFRICAN) And Texan. So that means my blood line has all these cool family genetics in it.
Now that you know my race we can move on. My religion is Christian (or Southern Baptist). I live in a family with 3 half blood brothers and 1 half sister, and I only have 2 full blood brothers, and I love every single one of them.(So, My dad is a player).
Any who, now that you know that I can really start talking about my life.
As a young boy (age 2-5) I have been moving around a lot from Tampa, to Miami. I have been in two preschools (I can't recall there names) and one elementary (age 6-10) named NorthGrade and I LOVED IT. But always had competition with a girl named Twiggy. We had al of the same classes since my second preschool till my 4th grade when I dropped out of dual language for an English class 4grade and I could finally get into the school band. The thing with music for me was that my mom and dad and godfather all played instruments. My mom and dad we're in the band and my godfather was in orchestra. Plus I grew up with instruments like the guitar, trumpet, sax, trombone, flute, clarinet, violin, and percussion. Then when I asked to take the gifted test and passed it and that was my 5th grade. My fifth grade year aloud me to be a safety patrol with the Washington D.C trip but it was by plane and I hate planes but I had to get rid of my fears some how.
Then there's middle school. 6th grade was fun, but you had to start all the way at the bottom of the ladder again
and that sucked plus new friends and I was kinda sheepish to other. Luckily I had friends from elementary that came to the middle school I went to, and I met the girl of my dreams at the funniest place we're you usually find your friends, public's Lol. Then there was 7th grade and that was... (6th and 7th grade I was bullied out of my mind I was so close about to do something).Then again I got a new best friend that helped me through the hard times, kittycat4470. But I was at least at the middle of the ladder.Now I'm in 8th grade.
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My Life
Non-FictionHi my ppl...I thought that my first should an autobiography about my self and my life. Sooooooooooooo here I go P.S I'll be updating this over week days.