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I never knew my father. He left when I was only five. My mom brought me up, and now we live with my grandparents in Philly. My mom and I have never had a real “mother/son” relationship. I lived most of my twenty-two years without parents and their supervision. At the age of fifteen I dropped out of high school and got a full-time job. School was a joke to me. Every morning I would go the hill behind our school to smoke. I always carried two packs of cigarettes. One full with Camel filters and one filled with pre-rolled joints. Sometimes I’d skip classes to go smoke with friends. Other days I’d bring a bottle full of half Everclear and half soda, go drink on the hill then pass out under the stairs. Every time someone couldn’t find me, my friend Bill knew exactly where I was. I dropped out of school because the other kids in my school were so immature. I just couldn’t stand it any longer. On the day when September 11th attacks happened, the other kids were really obnoxious. I swear if I stayed in the classroom for one more second, I was going to beat someone up. I got out of my seat and just walked up and haven’t been back to school since. I got a full-time job at Party Warehouse. Even though I hated it, it was