Re: One of the strangest/scariest memories I have as a child
My dad told me just a few stories about violence.
Why don't people who use knives go to jail; my dad told me about this one person. I guess she had knives thrown at her.
I threw some kitchen knives that weren't that sharp on the floor when my dad and brother were pounding by my bedroom that hurt so much. I didn't understand they were taking care of me by showing me what the world was in Orlando and too late, New Orleans. I had recently come down from up north in college.
I also hit my mom with a pillow when she was making hurtful noises in the kitchen.
These 2 incidences happened to me in Central Florida. I don't know if I'm branded bad or if it counts I was startled that people hated me for flunking out of college. No one said anything. Everyone I saw or knew started acting annoyingly around me. I just have to put up with it, like I meant to do something bad when I didn't.
I used to see snotty kids showing off things are better for them. I should have understood some of them had a hard time as their generation. I stomped my foot at one.
It seems dangerous. I got put in a mental hospital 3 times, twice for a month, here, after throwing things or walking after my mom, but not threateningly. I was taken in cuffs in a police car. The police are nice to ride with.
Why don't people who use knives go to jail; my dad told me about this one person. I guess she had knives thrown at her.
I threw some kitchen knives that weren't that sharp on the floor when my dad and brother were pounding by my bedroom that hurt so much. I didn't understand they were taking care of me by showing me what the world was in Orlando and too late, New Orleans. I had recently come down from up north in college.
I also hit my mom with a pillow when she was making hurtful noises in the kitchen.
These 2 incidences happened to me in Central Florida. I don't know if I'm branded bad or if it counts I was startled that people hated me for flunking out of college. No one said anything. Everyone I saw or knew started acting annoyingly around me. I just have to put up with it, like I meant to do something bad when I didn't.
I used to see snotty kids showing off things are better for them. I should have understood some of them had a hard time as their generation. I stomped my foot at one.
It seems dangerous. I got put in a mental hospital 3 times, twice for a month, here, after throwing things or walking after my mom, but not threateningly. I was taken in cuffs in a police car. The police are nice to ride with.