Next kinda of memory is sad

of the person whom I was told was my dad passed away. I was young before I was in school

I was a baby

I've never seen any pictures of myself as a baby but if my grandsons are any indication I probably was a cute baby I remember people looking and responding how people normally respond when they see babies

My earliest memory

and I have had this memory all my life of being a baby wrapped in a blanket in some ones arms traveling on what I always thought was a air plane but was later told was a train

The experts say that children

have no memory of early age I beg to differ

Setting my anger aside

humbled by those school records

Mother

is the reason I graduated she didn't say much when she was on those meds so when she asked me to stop fighting and graduate she knew I didn't like school and said what she didn't like to do I did what I could from that moment to get enough credits to graduate

The last time I

got kicked out they were like one more fight I would probably have to go to an alternative school

I got suspended from

middle school and high school for fighting with boys both times I scratch their faces so bad they asked if I had some kind of weapon when I told them that it was my fingernails they made me cut them and kicked me out of school

Drum roll

A=no valid attempt I didn't even try

Where did I go to kindergarten

the lady that sent the records basically said this is all she had

But when one document

addresses Mr/Mrs and it should say Johnson it just says Mr/Mrs : to the parents of as if to insinuate they didn't know who my parents were