My appearance changed throughout the years of being in school also how i look at myself. Thinking about howmiddle school was i was so wide open about everything that surrounded  me. From getting girls that I thought I had feeling for or seem to like but being the boy I was I just wanted one thing something that was cover by cotton something that I had to be in that stated mind to go through. high school was a whole lot different so much distractions so much bauble to play with but the stated mind i was in i didn't want to junction something that I was going to treat like I did in middle school and be label mongrel"dog" i had to find myself and who I really am as a person.

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