Soooo.... this was my English paper and I got a 100% on it but my teacher felt disturbed about the whole thing so he wanted to send my paper to my school counselor and therapists. But I've been doing this one my own since I was in middle school and I will continue to do it on my own without anyone's "help" or "guidance" this is the only way I know. I know myself better than anyone else. But I put it here because I honestly liked this paper I poured my heart and my true feelings into this but I didn't want them to use this as proof "that I need help" so I placed it here. Feel free to comment anything, I honestly don't care. Also, feel free to criticize my work I'm not a good writer, I don't have a "passion" for it. So yeah. That's why this monstrosity work of art paper about my life is here.
*****this book contains the following: drug abuse, physical abuse, mentions of depression*****