Whenever I have to poop when I'm at school, I use a tissue to bunch it up under my butt where the poop comes out so it won't make a splashing sound to make sure that no one hears the poop drop in the toilet water.



I hate two out of my three brothers. They put me through a lot more than I deserved. I've cried myself to sleep for the past two years because of their bullying.



Yesterday, as i wash washing my hands in a public restroom, a lady walked in. When she saw me, she walked out and checked if it was actually the woman's bathroom.



Even when I'm alone, I still act like people are watching. So if I fall, I'll be embarrassed even though no one is there.



My dad had a picture with his black friend framed at my grandma's house and my little brother saw it when he was 3. I was 7 and we went to the grocery store with my grandma. (She lives in the ghetto part of Houston) we went into the grocery store and my little brother saw a black man and ran up to him and screamed, "DADDY!" This black man had chains and gold teeth and a gun in his front pocket.


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