Secret Hiding Place

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As a child I endulged in seperating my mind from reality to the impossable. Its difficult to say I enjoyed my time as a child which was breif not really most of my childhood years were spent normaly. Being isolated from the the world was actually a delight for me. That one place I could go and just be happy was my bed room. I grew up quick stop caring so much of childish things, although there will always be a child inside of me that I express on serveral occasions. My past life has been like a drama movie. With so many adventures, loopholes, uprisings, and downfalls. With so many obsticals, tragic events, ups and downs, I have changed to a completly differnt person. During the begining of my life, I loved playing with plastic toys; cars, action figures, or watching cartoons and movies. I learned very quickly that in almost every sinerio theres a good and bad side, right and wrong, but i never really cared. My true creativity and now in day character emerged with video games. Hours on end I would spend in my room playing with what ever video game system I had. Spoiled as I was an amazing imagenation delevoped from games. Surpisingly a zombifacation transformation did not occur. Always being yelled at by my mother because of her anger issues, and her perfectionist point of view. So when I could I would enrich my eyes, like a fat kid staring at desserts. I would watch a cartoon, or aclassic "Mighty Morphing Power Ranger" movie or play one of my favorite games in the one place I considered my thron, where I feelt like a king; my bed room. That's where I'd Destract my mind, to avoid conflict with the outside world. Never had a normal life like most children, thanks to my mother being a major control freak. So irratating always being ashamed to have friends over, a girlfriend, or at all. Dealing with my mother always fusterated and complaining over
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