Now this is a whole new chapter.My teen years.The lose of my innocents.My first love,and so much more.The age where we try to find out who we are and where we are going.I joke around a lot in confusing times in my life so I will write in that text
Puberty.The time when my voice was changing.I was getting hair in some weird places but I thought that was cool.My body was also going through a blood flow problem.The problem was for no reason my blood would rush to a certain spot in my body(Guess what part*wink*?) just out of the blue and when a girl even looked at me.Look out.I think I'll just sit down for a while.hehehe.
Then it happen.I fell head over hill for a girl across the road from my house.Her name was Sherry.She was older than me.A cool 17 and myself 13.Boy was I so young and naive .That was my first sexual experience.Well,my first one with a partner that is..hehehe.Like many things in life ,my relationship with Sherry ended a few months after it started.I was heartbroken..boohoo.She was one those wild girls.Not only was my innocents gone.I had picked up some very bad habits.Drinking,smoking pot,and just being a little punk to be honest.I started hanging around the bad crowd but I would date the preppie girls.Weird huh?I though I knew everything but little did I know,I knew nothing.
Around the age of 14 I crossed the line of the law.I had everything a kid would want.My parents gave me all the money I needed.I had the best clothes and anything else I needed but I still had something inside me .A wild desire to step over the line and I did.By stealing.Everything my parents taught me not to do.I did and I got caught.It was a felon at 14.Lucky enough my parents had a lot of pull and it was dropped to a misdemeanor.I had to spend 6 months of weekends in jail and keep my grades up.To get out of some of my jail time.I went to summer school in Florida .My Dads brother lived there so I stayed at his house and worked for him.The hardest part about my little crime wave wasn't getting caught but the looked in my Mothers eyes when she said,"I would had gave you everything you stole.If you would had asked.For the first time in my life.I'm ashamed of you."That really hit home.let me tell you.
I came back to Kentucky from Florida at 15 ,almost 16.I still drinked some but that was the last of my stealing.I finished high school at 17.Started college but dropped out after a couple weeks. Then I started work for my dad's company and I have been there ever since.I write more here later........
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