I don't remember stuff so I'm skipping to Preschool/Pre-K. I was about 4 years old when I started Pre-K. I lived with my mom. My mom and dad got married when I was 3. My mom and dad didn't live together at the time though. I lived on a reservation and went to school on the reservation. I was a smart kid. I helped the teachers clean up. I played with most of the kids there. But I also threw fits and wanted to go home. So I kept on trying to run away and go home. Finally the teachers got fed up and I got kicked out of Pre-K. I had to transfer to a different school. But instead of getting put into pre-k I got transferred into preschool. I was with 5-6 year olds. I was scared at first but then I liked it. About 2 months later I finished Preschool. And I turned 5.
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My Life
RandomThis is just a book about how shitty my life is. It kinda gets depressing just saying. I am just doing this because I have nothing better to do. I might skip things if I don't remember stuff. I will update as much as I can.
