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Part 2 shit because the amount of people that lived there. That was the first time I ran away to Florida. I stayed with my mom constantly fucking cold and looking over my shoulder. After about a year I got picked up by being careless and was shipped back to mass a fucking chusetts. The systems great they brought me up here with charges on me for malicious destruction of property and intimidating a witness, I was innocent of both, and locked me up for 3 months on a pre trial unit until they decided to drop my charges cause they had no witness or anything because it was made up bull shit. By this time I was 16 years old. As soon as they released me I was sent to Rutland mass to live with the worst of the worst, at deveraux. I actually got attacked there by this 6 foot 3 inch tall black kid while I was cooking for the hose. This kid comes in the kitchen with 6 staff members and the staff members circle us all and this kid ask me what gang I'm repping, I tell him none and I never have and he said he was a playboy crop some bull shit and said so what's up I heard you repping some bullshit and punched me in the face. I laughed and looked around at the staff members shaking with fury and I had a flaming hot frying pan in my hand and as I looked around, I asked are you going to stop this cause if you don't I'm about to kill this fuck boy and that's when the staff finally intervened and pulled this giant of a kid away from me. I went back to florida shortly after that incident because I was punished and forced to apologize to my attacker. I never got picked up again. But the point of this is I want to ask how am I supposed to cope I'm 20 years old now and I still can't help but be resentful for all that's happened to me and that's just a short list of it. What to do.
