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| I attend Holly Hill Roberts High School in Holly Hill, South Carolina. I take advanced/honors courses and hate every single one of my teachers. As I understand it, the feeling is mutual. I am a freshman-and I hate it...but hey-"These are the best years of your life!" Bull shit. I hate fucking |
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| I live in Eutawville, South Carolina. Eutawville is a small town consisting majorly of liquor stores, small swamps, drug dealers, and under-educated African Americans. There are few caucasians in this area. Most people live in old trailers and recieve small child support checks to support their children-and their habits. There are, however, the few people that made something of themselves and live in nice houses and go to church and the mall every weekend. I do not have a family consisting of the latter. We are poor. It is that simple. Because my IQ is "above average", I am considered one of the few who has a future. I do not plan to change this anytime soon. I hate where I am. And I am getting out even if it kills me. I stay at home day after day with my family-if you can call it that. My "family" consists of my mother (who is insane, by the way-she gets a check for it every month), my two brothers (both of which have minor mental retardation-another wonderful addition to my mother's insanity), and me. I am the oldest living child. My mother had 3 children before me(1 died of crib-death, and she had 2 still-borns). Lucky me, I'm alive. I hate my mother-I don't know why-it's just I can't find any reason to love her. As for my brothers, I don't feel I know them-and they wouldn't love me if they knew me either. I want out so desperately, but the only thing holding me back is that if I were to leave my "home", I would no longer be able to see my only friend. Besides I'v ebeen in foster care before and the only difference was I had two parents that didn't do drugs and I went to a better school. My foster siblings were al bitches and assholes and my foster mother was a complete hag. We live on a considerably large area of land-5 acres to be exact-because of one of many of my mother's crazy dreams. She thinks God told her she is to build the "Promised Land Ranch" where people of any race, gender, and denomination can come and be blessed by God. It doesn't matter that we have no resources or money to push the wonderful plan into action. We have 2 ponies-awful beasts of burden, 6 dogs plus a recent litter of new mutts, and 2 goats(one is deformed-it has no lips). I live at Hell on Earth. My mother is addicted to marijuana and every man she seems to get is a lowlife drunken perverted asshole who is always gone and doesn't support us at all. Recently, my mother has gotten into finding love over the internet-what a load of crap-and has 3 men wanting to marry her(because they only see the side she lets herself type). So far she has been duped out of $200 and some midget guy and his hippie son came and smoked just about all of her weed. At times I do find her life quite amusing. Few people know how she really is-and for those who don't-I'm just a bad kid. Damn me to Hell for tormenting my dear, poor mother. |
| high school. You probably hate(d) yours, too. Everything sucks-especially because my school is in a hick town and I have to take farming. >Sigh< I plan to go to college; I'll probably end up with a scholarship(or not considering the current situation....) I'm not advanced, at least I don't think so, I'm just not as slow as everyone else(with a few exceptions). During classes I mostly spend my time sketching, writing, or sleeping....I only have 7 classes and I'm currently failing 5. Fuck me Freddy I'm going to have to repeat 9th grade..... |
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