I was a fucked up person.

 

In sixth grade, I was innocent.

I was naive.

I was gullible.

Not anymore.

 

In 7^th grade, my cursing began.

When it’ll stop, no one knows.

I met this girl, she was worse than me.

But we became friends quickly.

 

I found this other guy, on YouTube.

Shane Dawson.

Heard of him?

Yeah, little did I know he would be the youtuber that always made me laugh.

 

Needless to say, I subscribed right away.

The year continued, and so did the growth of my dirty mind.

BAM!

Two months later, seventh grade is over.

 

It was the best school year I’ve ever had.

I made so many friends.

Nothing could beat it.

It went by too fast.

       

My mom signed me up for loads of programs in the summer.

I proceeded to watch Shane Dawson.

Oh look, eighth grade.

Nobody could have prepared me for the storm that was coming.

 

Two different science teachers.

An orchestra class that had to be moved so we were room less for two months.

A history teacher you could fall asleep to.

An algebra teacher with a thick accent that you could barely understand.

 

An English teacher who gives out more homework than all the other classes.

A Spanish teacher who gives you eight projects.

And P.E. as the last period.

Trust me, when you live where I live, 8th period P.E. is the LAST thing you want.

 

As for my dirty mind, it was almost as bad as that girl's.

I resorted to swearing at school.

Our orchestra class went to a Tchaikovsky concert.

My friend and I were at the same level of dirtiness, when during one scene we thought 'lap dance.'

 

I found out that she watches Shane Dawson too.

My mind was slowly but surely getting worse than my friend's.

I knew my mind was worse than hers when I had to tell her, "If I said everything that appeared in my mind, you probably wouldn't want to be friends with me anymore."

She said, “Eh, I don’t think so.”

 

It didn't bother me that my mind was off the charts horrid.

In fact, I was proud of myself for knowing dirtier lingo than her.

 

Thanks, Shane.

 

It was almost the end of eighth grade now.

I would watch Shane Dawson, when I was sad, depressed, angry or overwhelmed.

At this point, my mind was just a big prejudice against the world.

It felt awesome at the time.

 

Finally. Eighth grade is done.

One year of hell – over. Summer.

 

But first, a class trip to Washington D.C.

My dirty mind was at its height during the trip, with the help of my friend AKA that girl.

After the trip, I was so judgmental towards everyone.

I felt smarter than the whole world.

 

Two weeks went by, and it was that time again.

Yep, the seven-day summer camp.

 

S.E.P. So Cal,

Spiritual Enrichment Program:

Southern California 2014

The theme this year was HERO.

 

Oh, did I mention? I’m Christian.

(As in the religion)

 

I don't know what it was about this year but, I changed.

I grew deeper in my relationship with Him.

I didn't want to swear every day.

I didn't want to think dirty thoughts constantly.

 

I wanted to be pure.

I wanted to be with God.

I pray every day in hopes that he will take my desire to swear away.

That he'll take the dirty mind away.

 

He hasn't answered my prayers.

But I know he has a reason.

 

God always has a reason.