That one time in Oakland.

Fast forward to the group home. My mom found me a group home to go to to get straight. It was up in the back end of some fields in the valley city just east of us. They had a house at the top of the hill that was the girls house. The house just down …

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My realization

Though it pains me to admit due to my insecurities and high doubts of myself, I am a very smart and street savvy person. I always knew when I really shouldn't be around someone hanging out in our group. When they just didn't feel right. I always knew when I shouldn't be in a certain …

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