The first step to trust and truth

I'm not going to start at the beginning of my story, but in the middle of it, when I was a kid and how bad of a kid at first from pre'k to third grade. Still, I got better over the past year now that I'm 20 years old, but I'm going to Far last go back to when I was a kid in Four fifth grade, I was severely bullied. Still, I deserve it because I was the mean kid from pre'k to third grade, but I was only referred to do my work that all but that what I get right will that what I thought, but I was wrong no one was supposed to put hands on me. Let me Continue what was happening in fifth grade, I got pushed, and I threw across the floor outside on concrete. I got slapped. You're reading this, and like where the principal at, and yes, he was there, but he always hung out with the bulled. Because of that, I would get mad and throw everything in my path to get in trouble, but at least I went home so that I did not have to be in school. It was the wrong idea at first, but it was the only idea I had in mind. My mom and grandmother always had to come up to the school for my behavior and for being bullied, and all the principal did was two-four days of detention and come back, and I will still have the same problem with them as I said before, I was a bad kid, but I always ament to what I was wrong at and said sorry, but it did take me a while to ament when it was faulty, but I will say sorry, but that's not the point because I'm going off-topic about my past I was not just a bad-tempered kid who was bullied but a kid who has been a lot of problems too more of that in the next

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