ty to do what I want and make my own choices. He thought me how to take care of myself when others where to caught up in their lives to notice what I needed. When he left for boot camp at the end of my sixth grade year I found myself virtually alone for the first time in my life. Don’t get me wrong; my parents are not bad people. They just had their own problems and I didn’t want to bother them with mine. So after running into some trouble with the law I made the choice to change my life and make something of it. This meant changing my friends and my bad reputation I had developed through my tougher younger years. I got involved in sports because I wanted to and I made some great friends that I will never lose. I also found out that I had a great mind for helping people. This is when I first encountered the pressure that most kids where going through with their parents. These where guys that I had admired because I thought they had it all, a great family and great athletic ability. I soon found out just how lucky I was to be able to live my own life. While this freedom made me seem like somewhat of a rebel to most parents, it made me seem like a gimps of hope to my peers. Some adults applauded me for my efforts while others saw me as a glitch in their brainwashing scheme. Don’t take this the wrong way, I wasn’t like Jone of arch or anything I was just a glimpse of what most of my friends would one-day experience. I was the truth about what was waiting for them outside of their parents’ shell that they had been confided to for their whole lives. It’s to bad that parents shelter their kids for as long as they do. If they would only see that most kids will get involved with sports and do good in school on their own if they would just get the chance to figure life out on their own, and if they don’t then they probably wont once they are turned loose from their gravy chain. Chapter 3 The largest prob...
