The Story of Me

New Life

I wanted to start over. I was seven now and I felt like one badass motherfucker. Walking down the streets without fear of my parents. I started getting into trouble often and even got myself beat up by the gangs of teens sometimes. That didn't stop me from feeling like a king. I was stronger now and I had a better life. My brother just turned 11 and my sister was with my parents being treated different than we were for some reason.

I had a new school but I didn't really try to get any friends. I was shy too. My brother ended up with a lot of friends by the time he was in the 6th grade. All the friends I made were pretty much just friends that he brought over. Not that I minded. I was happy with my Pokemon emerald and super Mario bros 2006.

I still remember one day I was on my bike riding down the street when I saw one of the gangs that would pass by sometimes. 15, 16 year olds. Not a real gang just wannabes. I yelled something to them. Can't really remember what it was, but I won't forget the beating I received. I don't remember how it ended but I remember making a new friend. I'll tell you how.