"Give back!"

After walking all the way across town and back round-trip to my friends house and back to my house that being said it was a very blustery snowstorm/ice storm as well as it was a bit of pain in the ass getting home with my friending me trying to make me slip and fall and get a concussion something that I didn't wanna get out so, that was the Karen girl, that being said, you can tell that was basically a warning sign that Karen was not a good person to begin with! It was kind of aggravating having a walk a few inches and then your friend or friend would try to fling branches in your face, making you fall down and hit your head. Have a concussion and stuff like that if you ever wanna know more about concussions lick them up on the Internet anyways she was trying to get to. She was actually trying to kill me!
I got home. My father gave me the stink eye!   That was not my cup of tea was getting the stink. I asked him what the fuck is wrong with you. He said there's a lot going on at the moment and just bumped my shoulder as he walked by as if he was a schoolyard bully I said to my mother what the hell is going on she said you can watch the Simpsons and then we're gonna have a chat. I just thought it was gonna be a pleasant chat.
It turned out, particularly if you don't get back to the world you're gonna be doing stuff on your own very soon and stuff like that you can't keep taking and taking and taking that being said that was one thing that's one thing and she made me cook my lunches, even though I couldn't cook with a shit and she wouldn't listen to me and if she did, she would mark me That being said was kind of disturbing I think it was because she was drinking again, but the sound of you back to the world a level in my right ear was enough for me to realize that I was in deep shit yet again in my life each year, I got the deeper shit Until I went in high school then I didn't get my shit because I was being stimulated academically and intellectually. Therefore, I didn't have to worry about Jack sh*t with the friend pranks walking around the town in a snowstorm where they could be wierdos and ice. Or other the whale stuff that I might be into that being said I did not really enjoy being a bit of a nowhere to well. That being said, I didn't appreciate having to make my own lunches for a whole weekend and being chewed out or marked as being made for a whole fucking time I open my mouth. My father was a little bit more compassionate as he said why don't you come downstairs and watch something with me now? So I said yes, I ended up watching police while videos. I think it may even called and it was with sheriff John Bonow, who was always talking about how goofy people are driving or doing stuff under the influence and stuff like that always pissing off the cops and stuff that being said that gave me a glimpse of hope a bit of a glamour, but then my mother would get down on me and start mocking me because I did not, get back to the world. I did not do anything right because I was always doing something wrong or that I was basically stupid which wasn't really the case and that matter really that time she was drinking!

-T.M.

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