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When I was young I followed my two sisters pretty much anywhere they went to school maybe because it was the best school for me probably cause my parents didn't want to drive us three different places. The first school I went too was immanuel lutheran, and let me tell you something I absolutely hated it. Turns out that when a 8 year old boy is hyper he needs to go to go to a crazy house, or that at least what they thought. Looking back on it i think this school was really bad for me growing up for too big reasons, everyone there was white and everyone was christian. So after going to this just white christian school and having no kids in my neighborhood at the time I wasn't very socially educated. After my third grade year at this school I
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