Ok when I was younger, It was pretty obvious that I was a little wanna-be tough guy with the brains, Meaning I WAS a bully, I also had a few more friends and female friends, this was between the ages of 8 - 11 before puberty hit me. I was a trouble make. Always wanting to start a fight with the “Odd guys” my age. Back then I was friends with other bullies {and some nice guys} who at the time were all focused on finding out who liked who. Me being the crazy guy only cared about the entertainment in fights, so I didn’t care about all that stuff.
One time, when I was around the age of 9, my best friend got called outside and was asked out by three girls. I was freaking out. I rushed him into the toilet cubicles and asked him who he liked out of them, I was his best friend so I wanted him to be happy but at the same time I wanted him to stay with me. So being the troublemaker I was. I did something. I can’t remember what I did but I know he didn’t find out and the girls didn’t get his answer
When I was young. I was average, A gamer, A extrovert and a lot more. Like others my age. I played two roles at school. The sweet goody kid in class while outside of class I was a bully. I didn’t necessarily bully people physically. I crushed them mentally until they lost their will. Plus having a crazy temper. If they tried to fight me. I’d either 1. Charge at them or 2. Ask them if they want a fight. I didn’t care who the person was as long as I knew them.
When I was young I hung out with these two guys, both were older then me and made me a trouble maker. See before grade 4 I was normal. Normal grades, normal life stlye. Normal everything. But being me. I like hanging out with people 1 year older then me and people one year younger than me. Guys {and girls} my age were kinda boring. So i stuck with them because I was the “Loner” in my first years. Now that I realize it, they influenced me in all the wrong ways.
I’ve only had one time in my ENTIRE life when one of my friends came over to my house. This was like 6 years ago and marcus {Not his real name} came over after school. I didn’t realize he came until I looked outside and saw him standing there. He never told me beforehand that he was coming over to my house. I went outside to talk with him to see what he wanted. Turns out he wanted to pick me up and met up with his other friend from my school. After he told me he wanted to meet up with chris {not his real name} I was like “yooo let’s go to chris’s house” turns out they lived not that far from me. We talked about something. But after that. We were dropping each other off. And once we came close to marcus’s house his grandma came outside and gave him a meaning hiding. After that day we never met up
Ok now that I’m 13 i’ve changed dramatically. I know that for a fact. When i was little. I communicated more with others and hung out with a large group now I hang around guys younger than me because the boys my age are annoying. Also it seems people now think I’m “emo”?. First of all, I’m making my TOP hair long enough so it reaches my shoulders. When that happens my mother is going to give me 50 dollars. I’m also an introvert and I do get shy A LOT. also I don’t like talking to people my age. It’s easier to talk to people older than me. I get along better with my upperclassmen in another school than the boys my age.
I have a strong memory of things that either made me laugh of made my heart race. I can remember this time when my family all went up north around the age of 7 during the holidays to celebrate my cousin’s birthday. It ended with the cops coming over to stop it.
That’s it
