It all started one night when my mother got a little to drunk to drive home and was molested by some redneck. I like to call him dad. I have alot of memories from my early childhood, but they suck, so we wont get into that. I can tell you that I always wanted a brother or sister. My mother was a bitch and never gave me either of those for christmas. Instead, I was raised around my two cousins. They were like brother and sister to me and I learned really quickly why my mother stopped reproducing. When i was in 5th grade, she moved us out to Texas to get back together with my father. I was against this because I thought I was going to have to give up gymnastics and the skating rink. When I got there, I learned that I was right and that I hated it more than I hate mustard. My life in Texas sucked ass. I was only there until the first semester of 9th grade, when we moved back to Leesburg, Fla! When I moved back here, things got really different. I had more enemies and cool friends. For the remainder of 9th grade, I was kinda like a social ooutcast. I didnt fall for any of the "new student" tricks and that pissed people off. When 10th grade came around, I was one of the cool kids because I wasnt affraid of anyone or anything. My mouth got me into alot of trouble. To make a long story short, I dropped out in 11th grade and got my G.E.D. This is where my life got more interesting..
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