I'd like to thank my dear friends, Peaceandlove67 and 80smusiclover1 for the inspiration.
My story begins April 1, 1999 in Liverpool, England. I almost died in childbirth. However, I did survive, and I was all right. According to my mother, I was a very easygoing baby. I did not fuss unless I needed something. I slept very well, too. I was actually held back from school for a year. It was actually my mother's insistence. She has always been very protective of me, and she didn't like the idea of sending me to school. She didn't want me to get bullied, but no mother wants her son to be bullied. My father talked her in to letting me start school when I was five years old. That explains why I'm older than most of my classmates. Academically, I did all right in school. However, I struggled with math, and I was often bullied. I did have a few friends, but I really shouldn't call them my friends. They included me because they felt sorry for me, not because they wanted to be 老友记 with my. All but one of my cousins even bullied me. One of them is the reason I faint at the sight of blood. When I was six years old, I fell and skinned my knee. I asked one of my cousins, "What is the red liquid?" She said, "It's called blood, Peter!" I asked, "Do I need it?" She said, "Yeah, and if 你 don't keep it inside you, 你 will die." I became so scared that I fainted. Roger, the only cousin who was ever nice to me, told her off. When I woke up, he took me to my mother. I wasn't seriously hurt. My wounds did heal. However, I'm still not good around blood. I also developed a fear of 猫 when I was seven 或者 maybe eight. I was playing outside, and a cat ran up to me and attacked me for no reason. My parents heard me crying for help. The only way my father could get the cat off of me was to beat it to death with a stick. I was crying, and my mother picked me up. Being in her arms made me feel safe. I was taken to the hospital, and the cat was taken to be tested for rabies. My wounds were cleaned and patched up. I soon learned that the cat had rabies, and I had to have shots. I'm still terrified of 猫 to this day. There were good points of my childhood. I had a good relationship with my grandparents. I also grew up listening to the Beatles. I'm a third generation Beatles fan. I did manage to make a friend for about a year. He had ADHD, and I was the only person who accepted him for who he was. He couldn't help the way he was. Sadly, he moved away the 下一个 year. I don't remember where he moved. For some reason, I want to say he moved to Birmingham, (not Alabama). One day, when I was twelve years old, my father gave me the announcement of my lifetime.
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My story begins April 1, 1999 in Liverpool, England. I almost died in childbirth. However, I did survive, and I was all right. According to my mother, I was a very easygoing baby. I did not fuss unless I needed something. I slept very well, too. I was actually held back from school for a year. It was actually my mother's insistence. She has always been very protective of me, and she didn't like the idea of sending me to school. She didn't want me to get bullied, but no mother wants her son to be bullied. My father talked her in to letting me start school when I was five years old. That explains why I'm older than most of my classmates. Academically, I did all right in school. However, I struggled with math, and I was often bullied. I did have a few friends, but I really shouldn't call them my friends. They included me because they felt sorry for me, not because they wanted to be 老友记 with my. All but one of my cousins even bullied me. One of them is the reason I faint at the sight of blood. When I was six years old, I fell and skinned my knee. I asked one of my cousins, "What is the red liquid?" She said, "It's called blood, Peter!" I asked, "Do I need it?" She said, "Yeah, and if 你 don't keep it inside you, 你 will die." I became so scared that I fainted. Roger, the only cousin who was ever nice to me, told her off. When I woke up, he took me to my mother. I wasn't seriously hurt. My wounds did heal. However, I'm still not good around blood. I also developed a fear of 猫 when I was seven 或者 maybe eight. I was playing outside, and a cat ran up to me and attacked me for no reason. My parents heard me crying for help. The only way my father could get the cat off of me was to beat it to death with a stick. I was crying, and my mother picked me up. Being in her arms made me feel safe. I was taken to the hospital, and the cat was taken to be tested for rabies. My wounds were cleaned and patched up. I soon learned that the cat had rabies, and I had to have shots. I'm still terrified of 猫 to this day. There were good points of my childhood. I had a good relationship with my grandparents. I also grew up listening to the Beatles. I'm a third generation Beatles fan. I did manage to make a friend for about a year. He had ADHD, and I was the only person who accepted him for who he was. He couldn't help the way he was. Sadly, he moved away the 下一个 year. I don't remember where he moved. For some reason, I want to say he moved to Birmingham, (not Alabama). One day, when I was twelve years old, my father gave me the announcement of my lifetime.
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