Chapter Eight
The year 1975 and sixth grade was pretty much the same as ’74 and fifth grade. There’s not much different about this year. It’s just the same thing over and over again. We actually lived in the same place for two years straight. But that only allowed the same school kids to pick on us even worse. And the abuse by mom and “the dad from across the street” was giving us just kept getting worse as the days went by.
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