Oh dear, my childhood. Well where should i start. Well when was like abut 6 my father, was wherry alcoholic, and that only got worse from years to come, so eventually my mother head too divorce him. It seem like we head low funds all my life to live on, we barley made it through mount with food, and when other kid head there parents buy them what ever. I was left out, i was even left out of some school trips cause didn't have money. Yea my childhood wasn't fun, but it was okey. Well would been if weren't for my brother, when getting older. Getting into gangs that hang out did bad stuff. First was just small stuff, But got bigger and bigger, and then eventually he got into drugs with his friends. And that when thing really went to hall for me. He always been mean person to me but not more then big regular bro would. But when started with drugs, he become other person aggressive mean spirited and all out bad. He scared me with hard words and intimidate gestures. He even at some point's friskily abused me in order get his way with me. In order do something for him i didn't want to do, Do's day still hunt me. But am over that part of my life. Me and my brother are no more. I disclaimed him as my brother by blood long ago. Even if my childhood weren't cheerful one, i would like think, i grown stronger now. But of course the moments of my childhood wasn't all bad. I head some good childhood friend too. Mostly game geeks. And that's how got interested in gaming. Before that i head been where shy little boy. Just keeping to my self. Making pictures. Exactly making pictures all time even at class time. My mind was uselessly bit fussy cause all shit going around me in my home life i couldn't concrete on school stuff. And my dyslexia didn't help either. But pull through. And I see brighter further a head. But yea, that some of my childhood experiences, still have dos great family memory's like everyone has still. begin with grand-mom at christmas and stuff. But there allot of days in my youth where i was asking myself. Why, why is this happening?
No I rambled on long enough abut my past. The later count gating almost too 2000. I don't want bore some-pony with my life story, there am probably not alone with sad childhood either. But to tale truth, it feet good taking abut it. So i hope you can forgive me for begin saddening, Is weren't my entente, I just wanted share with you all my childhood experience like everypony else here.
Sig, Out...