When i was born my mom hated me! my dad died that day. now i'm 13 and i'm scared. people never liked me im school. My mom told me why i weird. "You're dead people!" she tell me. ah rico i said man. i went to school and told my wheat friend i'm see dead people. they all threw pineapples at my forebutt! i cried and shippe home to my dead mom who was dead. she told me i was a big man and i cried. as a little girl i always wanted to be happy but dead wife equals dead life so i sliced my potatoes and died.
