Months on down the line, my life went from the bomb, to OHHHHH GODDDD DAMN!!!!!!! Well I became a person that hides everything life and just had anger issues (and still do), so by this time my mother bday was around the corner. By this time I was in middle school playing football and basketball. I was loving because I didn't have to be at home where I felt like my Catherine didn't care. I might didn't have a ride home but I beat a nigga was happy as fuck doe!!!!
By this time, in middle school people know I liked dudes. I was a cool to be around, I only hung out with girls that I became close with ( we still close to this day)but I never had guy friends in school, but moving on again.
I played football and basketball because I could release my anger and get rid of all the thoughts that was in my head about happened to me and dealing with the death of my father, sometime I might not got out there on the field, I wrked hard to get out there every week, I even fought for the position that I wanted.
It was like people know I liked boys, and it was like I was fighting for my life everyday getting picked on and called out everyday at football and basketball practice, like guys thought I was a weak as nigga but I wasn't I just know how to hold my on and stand my ground when it came down to it. I didn't have people to stand up for me because it was like I had to fight at home because I was also being bullied at home by my own family.
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FROM BACK THEN TO NOW
RandomTaking my life and making it story The shit is finna take you guys on a fucking tour of how my life when from up and down from side to side to where it is now....like man I don't what the hell I'm gonna say and you never know what might come out...j...
