I moved to my Dad's crib in Indianapolis at the beginning of my 7th grade year and stayed there til 8th grade. I fucking hated that shit so goddamn much! Not only was it NOT FLORIDA but it was cold as fuck in the winter and I was constantly getting bullied at school.
The kids would fuck with me everyday! They called me country, said I talked funny, they would take my glasses, jump me in the bathroom, punk me on the bus, etc.. I mean there were days where I would fake being sick just so I wouldn't have to go through that hell. The only thing I would do is stay in the room draw and cry like a fucking bitch.
When I moved back with my mom I felt like a freed slave! I was so glad to get outta that bitch! Looking back in retrospect I often think how I would love to encounter those muthafuckas who made my life so shitty now. Because I'm bigger than those bitches and I would whoop the fucking skin off those niggas! I don't think Jesus H. Christ himself could pry my fingers from around one of them niggas throats.