"You high school years are going to be the years you look back on fondly." They say. Only the "cool kids" can relate to that. They can brag to their kids when they get older about how high school were the best years of their lives. I'm Armani, a freshman aka "fresh-meat". I live in Phoenix, Arizona. This is the 4th place we've lived in this year and it's August.
The system is all fucked up. My parents died when I was younger, car crash. Now it's just me and my little sister Destiny. They split us up but I still see her every now and then. She usually gets bullied in school. She's 13 in 8th grade. I usually get in trouble for fighting only when I have to.
People don't like me, they talk about me behind my back. I don't fit it. I don't want to. I don't wanna be a brain dead pretty girl or a teachers pet cheerleader. I wanna be me, Armani Jae Briggs. You also have to be careful about who you talk to and what you say to them.
For example my foster sister, Sariah. She's the biggest brat. I wanna drag her through the whole damn house. most foster families don't treat you the same as their own. Same as mine. I'm not exactly "fresh" I barely have clothes. and today is Monday. Second week of school, another day of hell..... read more😉
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