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12 years, end of sixth grade. I learned how to solve a rubik’s cube, and my whole class, including the teacher, hated me for it. My teacher actually started it. Thank god she’s retired now. They destroyed the robot i made after abandoning the group i was in, to make my own robot. They class patented my design, i was furious. This was around where the thinking started. |
12 years, end of sixth grade. I learned how to solve a rubik’s cube, and my whole class, including the teacher, hated me for it. My teacher actually started it. Thank god she’s retired now. They destroyed the robot i made after abandoning the group i was in, to make my own robot. They class patented my design, i was furious. This was around where the thinking started. |
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Now i’m 13 in 7th grade, it sucks right now. Abusive mom, insulting brother, and my only help, my dad, is going to jail soon. I can’t handle this. My mom doesn’t know about this piece of writing, which is good. I’ve had suicidal thoughts, and i can’t get them out of my head. I’ve been wondering how much razor blades cost. I’ve been hearing voices for a year, and my life has gone downhill. I can’t remember how to properly make friends. My nickname is |
Now i’m 13 in 7th grade, it sucks right now. Abusive mom, insulting brother, and my only help, my dad, is going to jail soon. I can’t handle this. My mom doesn’t know about this piece of writing, which is good. I’ve had suicidal thoughts, and i can’t get them out of my head. I’ve been wondering how much razor blades cost. I’ve been hearing voices for a year, and my life has gone downhill. I can’t remember how to properly make friends. My nickname is "caveman”. I don’t want a therapist, i hate them. My uncles and aunts, i hate them. They accused my of saying horrible things. I’m now thinking. |
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I can already feel the blades penetrating my skin. |
I can already feel the blades penetrating my skin. |