BUMPING INTO THE BADBOY

BUMPING INTO THE BADBOY

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ugggggghhhhhh I yelled out when my sister was trying to wake me up see I'm really not a morning person but hey who is anyways my name is krislin bit my friends call me Kris.I live in miami Florida I'm 16 and I'm in the 11th grade see I'm the type of person that honestly don't give a cheap and doesn't care health other people think of me if you got a problem then throw them hands up and let's see.what you about okay getting off topic it was a Monday morning and in the middle of December and it was really freaking cold outside so,I got out of bed and went to the restroom I quickly turned on,the water and took,a shower I threw on some sweats and a tank top with my white boots and a scarf I quickly grabbed my phone and made my way downstairs when I got to the last step I looked around usually my mother would be up by now but sometimes she goes to work early I went into the kitchen and found a note taped on the refrigerator and read it said that
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About 4 years ago; I lost my temper, Went nuts under the pressure, Cracked. Call it whatever you want, it’s not going to change anything. I was normally such a calm person; the kid that always followed the rules, always listened. But I think it was because I knew something was wrong and when all I wanted was an answer it’s exactly what I didn’t get which led to my... outburst. And after that they kept coming, started being about smaller things and becoming more violent, it scared them, what I did to the car, what I almost did to my dad, and everything after that; it all scared them. So I was sent here which I bet it was a blessing for my dad, it’s not like he ever wanted me. Now I’m almost eighteen, but it’s nothing special really, just another kid in an orphanage. I know it means that I’m going to be released soon, but I don’t think I’m going to make it till then, my sickness is becoming worst; not that I show it. This is me now, the new Sean.

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