The Average Life of Fredda Jones

My name is Fredda and I am normal.

Yes, NORMAL!

Now that that’s settled I’m a writer, an extremely successful writer too but lots of people don’t know that. Where do you think I get my money from, because it certainly came from somewhere, it didn't just fall from the sky!

People think I’m crazy because I talk funny. They say I sound like a robot. Some say my mom who was a big fan of the booze must have dropped me when I was a child, giving me a brain injury in the process causing me to be the way I am. Whether that’s true or not is debatable. I highly doubt it though.

It’s true! My mom did love the booze, but aside from that she also loved me very much and took good care of me. So even though in most of my childhood memories my mom was drunk, she was always very loving, caring and protective.

I have a lot to thank my mom for. My mom had very colorful language. She cursed like a sailor, all the time, anytime, and at anyone. She even cursed me out when she was in the mood too, but that was my mom’s personality. If she cursed you out and often too, you knew she loved you. It was one of her ways of showing love.

You might say she sounds like a horrible mother, drinking and cursing around her little girl but my mom’s character gave my life diversity. It helped me to be who I am, gave me a sense of humor and showed me that the world is not always black and white.

I always knew I was different to some extent. The kids would always be mean to me or ignore me which was and still is a usual occurrence today. On the rare case sometimes my personality (or lack of) would offend others, and I would get into trouble for pretty much doing nothing, but I understand now that people don’t like to be ignored.
I guess my personality can come off as kind of mean. Maybe that’s why people don’t like me. If they...

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