Oshima

I've grown through loneliness, it's all I've ever known for many years. Given up by my parents, outcasted as a student. Bullied by everyone as a young child even family. Many expected me to fail and kill myself. I've chosen not to live my life on the past not to allow myself to follow the path of drugs and drinks to hide my pain and sorrow but I'll live my life never being satisfied with were I'm at, now here my story from the start.

*through preschool Oshima was made fun of and picked on day in day out moving towards 1st grade he tried his heart out to make friends but was builled yet again this time attacked with sticks from most of the first grade body along with semi-racist teacher who hated him and had it out for him influencing the other kids to pick on him, then came 5th grade where he was put in a spot to get jumped again by the whole 5th grade body because he was worried about his first friend feeling okay