Then everything went downhill when I met a girl, (Who I will call Lune) Me being very shy and quiet I spent time in the library, both the school and public library. I was introduced to the class and was call cute and stuff (compared to everyone else I was really short) I was soon enrolled into the nearby middle school. My auntie made me and my mother feel very welcome, I was happy, I finally got a clean slate, my crybaby scaredy-cat reputation wasn’t going to follow me.
The town they were in was nothing but suburbs, and that drove a big city boy like me wild. So my mother decided to leave without him she left and took me to Utah to live with Auntie Clara, and my very American cousins. My mother at that time wanted to move, my father did not want to move anywhere. I was in my final year of middle school, 6th and 7th grade had crushed my soul, I was severely bullied because of my docile nature and the fact that I always wore hoodies, no matter what weather.
