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Why is the question of the day. Why do we do what we do? Why is it that some people are more lucky than others and why did I move across the world to a very large country far different than my own. It is evident to my own family that I am an outcast and no one wants anything to do with me. Yet it is my own life and I am doing something in which I really do like. But a few people still ask "why" and my response is because I want to.
As a boy I did not like a mean neighbor. No one liked him really and most kids in my area just wanted to see him kick the bucket and we are then tickled pink. I broke his window several times and my mom would ask why? I would just reply because the window was big and it was there. Simple and to be honest I enjoyed doing it. You then might think that I am a nasty little kid. You are absolutely right. I was a troublesome at times while at other times i was just a kid growing up with the same problems as any other kid in my age group or where I dwelled. Finally hegot smart and the window became smaller but after that I just left the old geeser alone and went on my own way. It was nice not getting yelled at least.
Then I went through a troblesome period from age 11 to about 14 years of age. Many people kept asking that same old question but could not answer it. I do rememebr that i tried to end my lifeand a few kept asking, "why?'" The main reason was pure and simple. I hated life and did not like my parent. It was hell for me and not being able to fully discuss things of great importance to her was seen as an escape from life. So then It was decided thatI did need the help of someone who did care for me. Ok. It was fine and dandy. Went on and became a nicer person and still am hanging around doing what is best for me and what seems to be best for me.
As a boy I did not like a mean neighbor. No one liked him really and most kids in my area just wanted to see him kick the bucket and we are then tickled pink. I broke his window several times and my mom would ask why? I would just reply because the window was big and it was there. Simple and to be honest I enjoyed doing it. You then might think that I am a nasty little kid. You are absolutely right. I was a troublesome at times while at other times i was just a kid growing up with the same problems as any other kid in my age group or where I dwelled. Finally hegot smart and the window became smaller but after that I just left the old geeser alone and went on my own way. It was nice not getting yelled at least.
Then I went through a troblesome period from age 11 to about 14 years of age. Many people kept asking that same old question but could not answer it. I do rememebr that i tried to end my lifeand a few kept asking, "why?'" The main reason was pure and simple. I hated life and did not like my parent. It was hell for me and not being able to fully discuss things of great importance to her was seen as an escape from life. So then It was decided thatI did need the help of someone who did care for me. Ok. It was fine and dandy. Went on and became a nicer person and still am hanging around doing what is best for me and what seems to be best for me.