Short childhood story...

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So when I was little I was never allowed to talk, I wasn't allowed to go outside, I wasn't allowed to have toys, I wasn't allowed to have friends.
From kindergarten to 6th grade I never spoke a word to anyone.
I was the "smart kid" all A student. Never getting into trouble. Till finally I tell my dad that I'm done being ignored and a social outcast. We talked for hours about responsibilities and understanding that he only wants the "best for me",Sure. Whatever you say.
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Ever since then I've been...messed up. Different. Still, a social outcast.
I'm a jerk to my friends. I'm failing classes. I'm loosing the kindness and loving side of me that. And yes. I'm still small that hasn't changed.
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I'm trying to change. I'm trying to be better than I am, but I don't know how except by going back to how I used to be. I'm not saying I will. Just a thought ya know?
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-Darky Out

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