It all started when I was in first grade, I used to get into fights with other kids, do bad in school , and played videogames . This was until the end of 4th grade I was suspended every week. However, in 5th grade my parents offered me $50 each A I received. That year I received all A's and didn't get in trouble once. However, later that summer my parents split, my mom couldn't afford us two kids, so unfortunately we had to move to a low income neigborhood. My mom was trying to support us on a McDonald's income, because she had lost her job. We had to go to a bad school where I was bullied for three years staight. I had eventually lost my social skills due to being physically and verbally bullied. My grades had dropped to all D's except math in which that was my only A throughout those three years. In 7th grade my mom had met a wealthy man. He was a cool guy I loved him. My mom and him had opened a couple of businesses together. He used to take us to everywhere. Eventually we moved from s low income class neighborhood to an upper-class neigborhood. Me and my brother had transferred to a way better school where I began to try to develop my social skills again . Everyone at this new school was amazing. I was welcomed and not buillied. The next year I began highschool were I got straight A's. Me and my step dad used to but heads , because we were almost identical. However, he started verbally abusing me telling me I'll be nobody, gay, etc. I moved out to live with my grandma, where i lived with my grandma. They had eventually convinced me to move back in. However, again I butted heads with him and pulled a knife on him he was a very violent person I had felt threatened. He called the police they did nothing. I was kicked out where I moved back in with my grandma . They let me come back again. It was good for about a year, until the day he pulled a gun on me. I ran to my room and locked it, he said you don't disrespect me and pulled out his gun. I moved back to my grandmas for the last time. However, they only wanted money, they didn't want to help me progress in my life. My mom eventually talked with my aunt and uncle about allowing me to move in. They have always wanted me to move in with them. I have never been happier in my life than this point. They have helped me get a job, and open a bank account. This job was McDonald's, however I like it because of the people. My social skills have progressed and I was invited to watch a movie with my friends (co-workers ). I haven't been social for a couple years, because of the trauma I have faced. It's all up hill from here.

I'm living life right now, money doesn't matter it's the friends and family.

Sorry about my mediocre writing skills.