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My problems revolved around ditching school.
Starting from preschool...
-my brother would take me on his bike to preschool (before he went to middle school). One day I pretended to go inside the building and instead hid behind a bush and ran home and went back to bed.
-in 3rd grade I pretended like I was going to the busstop, pretended someone was yelling for my attention from down the street, and ran behind an RV and after the bus came went back home and to bed.
-got better through middle school, but would ditch class to watch the snow fall in the winter from the library or the bathroom (bathroom had better windows than the library).
-high school, ditched class just to prove I could pass with A's and B's without actually going to class. Then, would ditch and drive to Wyoming to buy fireworks, ditch and go do doughnuts on the icy roads.
-oh, when I was a freshman in high school, on the seniors last day when the seniors are joyously throwing their papers on the floor of the hallway, and cheering and screaming, I lit some paper on fire and walked away. Set off the smoke alarms, and cleared out the building for a good hour.
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