When I was three we moved in with my Grammy. When I was three and a half I met my dad, did I know he was my dad. No, no I did not.
One day my parents started arguing and then my dad kicked my Grammy's car and the rode his bike and left. My mom let me visit my dad because he was living with my aunt Sally. On the fourth of July I spent the night. After spending the night for a couple of days my mom came, not to pick me up but to live with us. I went to this school for about a year then my little brother was born. My oldest brother had gotten arrested... I didn't understand what was going on. After that we got our own house. We lived there for a little over a year.
We ended moving back in with my Grammy and we haven't moved since. I remember my first day at the new school , alot people wanted to be friends with me. When I moved to that school it was the last three weeks of first grade people started to dislike me. I didn't think much of it at first.
It was the first day of second grade it people started to make fun of me they would call me fat and stupid , But I met my first friend Ky.
In the summer between second and third grade I met another friend it was good. When I went back to school I was still being bullied but now.. it was ok because I had friends.
In fourth grade I discovered creepypasta and oh boy I was cringey. In the summer of fourth grade and fifth grade I started listening to Get Scared and my brother called me emo. I looked it up and said "ah yes I am emo"
My brother said that, that means I cut myself. I looked up what that meant. I wish I never did.
It was fifth grade. One night I had stayed up and I thought to myself. Why do I like girls too. I came to terms with the fact that I liked girls. Towards the end of the school year I got my first girlfriend. It was nice.
