Life Story – Chapter 2 – Part 5

Part 5

“I remember hidin under the principals desk /
poppin out scarin him half to death/
They literally thought I had some serious issues /
I just thought it was funny, why don’t society get that too?/”

 

At first when I started writing this part of the book I couldn’t remember why exactly I was released to mainstream in 5th grade… then it hit me, it was the same kind of situation that got me released from behavior academies later in the school systems as well (As you’ll see)
When I changed from 4th to 5th grade I actually changed schools as well. It was like a pre middle school-school for 5th and 6th grade. Then the school next to it was the 7th and 8th graders. Just stating it so you can imagine how it’s separated in Texas. I don’t know if this is normal since nothing was ever normal to me.

I would often get in trouble… and the teachers and teachers aids loved to restrain the kids. It’s like the adrenaline a cop gets when someone tries to run from them I’m guessing.

Sad… really it is.

Pathetic when I think about it because now that I am grown like they were grown, I would absolutely love somebody to try to restrain me now. See how that works out for them :) Everyone asks me why I worked so hard to get so damn big in the gym, this stuff is the reason why lol subconscious childhood issues of being picked on.

Anyways, I remember I would go home and complain how it would hurt when we got restrained.

My Aunt Susie and Uncle Rick would think I was just exaggerating. But this continuously happened until eventually I came home almost unable to walk because my knee had been smashed into the tile floor of the trailer class room while I was being restrained.

Then people weighing upwards of 300 lbs would lay on my leg for around 10 minutes leaving bruises. Oh yea the Special Behavior classes were in Trailers separated from the school. So we felt even more separated from normal kids I guess? Real Smart. Wtf.

Anyways, that time that I was actually injured my Uncle was furious and we went to the school asking that I be released into the main stream to be out of the classes, to be out of the classes that had the abusive teachers. I had been in the Behavior System for 3+ years, My school work was above average, my behavior wasn’t THAT bad, Or some conversation along those lines lol.

So guess what… they let me go mainstream! YAY! Finally it was going to be 1 teacher giving us new work from different studies at the start of every hour. Like NORMAL SCHOOL. Now I could actually switch classes, have a locker and see GIRLS like a NORMAL student.

Well that lasted about 3 weeks.

I was doing the normal school work, going to all the classes and whatever else that all entailed. Then one day…. I have no idea what happened, I just snapped and reverted I guess. Pressure maybe?

All I remember is I was hiding UNDER the Principals desk when he came back from his lunch break and I thought it was hysterical. To this day I have NO idea why I did this. But I do remember the amount of laughter I had to hold back while squatting under his desk with the lights off for 30 minutes. I snuck right passed the office assistants and everything. How invigorating lol.

So he came back from lunch, pulled his chair out and I scared the living shit out of him. BAM, right back into Behavior Classes. LOL They called my guardians and had a meeting. Blah blah blah. Back to the trailers.

Trouble

Restraining Order Against My Mom

In between all of this I remember there was 1 time where my mom, step dad and little brother came and visited. They stayed with us and slept on our pull out couch in the little duplex.

Stuff happened, my Uncle came around and got tired of them screwing with my head and not keeping promises. It was making it harder for me to stay stable apparently.

My Mom and Step dad had a restraining order filed on them so they couldn’t contact me, AT ALL. For anything.

 

Extra

Chapter 2 – Extra 1 – Charles, my first hood friend.

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