Fucking Goth Boys.
When I was a child I always ran numerous fantasies where I was the savior of the night. I would travel around as pure energy to heal, to watch, to see everything that was going on. But I soon learned that I was one of many and one of many who had to deal with those that were not so kind and loving and gentle in their treatment of people like me. So I became a loner for a little while. I use to have all kinds of classmates as friends when I was in the 2-4 grade. I remember vividly all the fun we'd have outside on the playground. Sometimes, since I was the "weaker" person in the bunch, I would get teased and picked on for not being strong and a go getter. But see, I had some aces up my sleeve. I was the master mind behind all pranks and what not in school. Some of them were as a team, others were mine alone, just to remind my classmates who had the superior pranking power.
Then my parents took me to Childrens Memorial Hospital here in Chicago, because one of my religious nun teachers said I appeared to be "hyper-active". When the doctors examined me, and oh did they examine me. I remember being in the hospital waiting room, and a doctor with one of those devices they use to check reflexes. He used the thing on the bottom of my feat, which made it so god darn uncomfortable. However. What I know now, and I didn't then, was that feeling could be made pleasureable for the right kind of mindset.
But anyway. That experience was a milestone and a turning point for what would become of me next.
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In the fourth grade was an interesting time. I had this gal pal named Suzy for a few of my classes. I think it was math where we use to make all kinds of sillies with the idea being not to get caught. Oh, but I do remember some of those sisters with nails and sharp metal rulers.
Fifth and Sixth grades were sexual exploratory years. Lots of talk about private parts and white stuff and asking each other how much hair you got down there. Always a joke or two along the lines of, ya wanna see? Yes, indeed. I want to see.