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how existing could the life of an 18 year old be? well let me start with my Childhood~
August, 1997~
I Was sitting and trying to read a book, All i could read was, For, Hi, And, and NO. so it was really hard to read a book. i liked the pictures though and i would get existed when some one said HI or No because i new what it was. bring 4 was great.
a few days had gone by and i was going to e starting preschool soon. My grandma got the list of things i would need from my mom and took my to Wal*Mart i got my fist back pack, a pad of blank paper and a small box of crayons. my Grandma let me pick any bag i wanted, so i looked up and down the isle and had to touch every single bad. i finally found what seamed like a large blue one that i loved. looking at the bag now i laugh at the thought of thinking it was big. it is so tiny it could fit a stuffed animal. but when i told my grandma "This One PLEASE~!~" she smiled and said "yes~"
i wore my new bag almost non stop for a week. feeling so existed about school my first day drawing near i fell asleep watching Bobby's World with my grandma. the next day i woke up early. my grandma helped me get out my dress, and i got ready for school.
the dress was long i almost tripped on it a few times, but my grandma maid it for me her self. and she maid it out of Blue fabric with little purple spots. i had picked the fabric my self it also had blue lace along the bottom, around the neck, and at the ends of the sleeves, oh and the sleeves where soft puffy and all purple. i loved it.
I walked in the class room with my Grandma she was going to stay my hole first day of school. the teacher introduced us all. then sat us each at are own little desk with are names on them. we learned colors first. I already new all my colors Grandma tough them to me.
so when ever the Teacher asked "What color is this." i raised my hand and she would smile and call me to the front of the class. i got most of them right. i mixed up Gray and Brown, and i did not know what green was. but that was okay, Because i knew the rest~.As the day went on we had play time. i remember singling out a teddy bear. and playing with him until it was story time. i don't remember what book it was but i remember it was about a little girl who was afraid of thunder. after the story we got to take naps. i had not taken a nap for over a year so i just sat with the teacher, and my grandma and the other guardians why they talked. after naps we all had a launch i was the only kid who had my own lunch box. it was my uncial's when he was in school, it was tin and had Bat Man on it. i did not make any friends at all. i sat alone on a swing in the play ground and tried to read my book again.
After we got home my Grandma and mom talked about my not even wanting to talk to the other kids. i did not care i just wanted to figure out that dumb book.~
a few weeks in to school and and the teacher told my mom and Grandma that i needed to be moved up a grade. that i already new all my colors and and i new the alphabet so PreSchool was a waist of time. i needed to got to Kinder-garden, and learn phonetic patterns, back the i though. 'Phone track Parting?'
After another week i was in a new class with much older children. I was already Short, But this was scary, i felt so tiny. at the least the teacher was nice.
one week in and the teacher was worried about me, like the last one. i had no friends and i sat in the corner during play time and drew, and i sat on a swing buy my self when it was playground time.
she sent me to the school counselor. this women was old and nice. i do not remember her name but she offered me candy, i wanted it but Grandma said not to take candy from people i do not know. so i had to turn down her offer. when she asked why i was honest. "My Grandma said not to take food, candy, or drinks from people i don't know." after i met with her a few days in a row she called my mom to the school.
After a few more days of meeting with the nice lady at the school i went to see a doctor to be Evaluated. at the time... i had no clue what they where talking about.
i had to answer a lot of questions and my mom kept talking over me. after a while i walked out of the room and sat down next to my grandma. the doctor came out and asked if he could talk to me more i said; "no my mom wont let me talk..." the doctor sighed and shook his head. i did not ever go back and see him, but i talked to the school counselor every school day.
thus the rest of that year was... uneventful to say the least.
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