Chapter 8 - Well!
Ok here is my final peace... I don't like people, i don’t like crowds and I I hate meeting new people… me going with you to your friends and everything was a huge deal. If you ask one of my friends they will tell you the same thing I can only handle one person at a time 3 tops. I love individuals they are carrying loving thoughtful people but once you get them together I can’t do it, you should see me in a class room. But you made me want to be more and putting me in that predicament actually was fun. You made it the difference. That’s why I like you, you never met my friends and that’s probably a good thing you lucked out lol there vary protective and would tear you apart but in the end you would have been excepted in our family.
That’s why I want to be a speech therapist or a barber I can take people one at a time and give them all of my attention. I had to get away from teaching that was my first passion but I could never fully come over this how much I liked It. Hmmm maybe if I shoved you under my desk?
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