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As I'm walking along the sidewalk I stop and watch the children ruining around and playing. I recognize a few people from my street. I remember when I used to play...but the last time I played at the park I was living with both of my parents. But I don't anymore so therefore I stopped playing in the park. My mom died. My dad is somewhere in this world. I live with my grandparents and my uncle and my big brother. Life is okay. We moved here 2 weeks ago, so at school I'm "the new kid" at another school and so is my brother. But he's cool and everyone likes him, but I'm different. Its hard for me to get along with people because people always call me weird, prank me, bully me, blame for things, and they hate me, obviously. I hate being the new kid it draws too much attention to me. There is so much in this world to hate, but that doesn't mean I don't love anything or anyone. I love my family and they love me. I share rooms with my big brother Dhalao-Ghim we just call him Dale. My uncle Shalo-Brihma(Shallow)has a room across from ours and our grandparents' room I at the end of the hallway. I like it here, in this house, more than than our previous houses. If I stay out of trouble than maybe we could stay here. I know I get kicked out of schools but it's not my fault...ever. But people don't know that. I don't like being the new kid though. I miss my mom and dad.