Who am I?

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"Okay, bye mom!"

I slammed my moms car door.

So Im here. Yay?

New school.
New people that are going to pick on me.
New problems to add on the other ones I have.

Im not that worried about it, though.

Im used to being bullied.

Actually, I can see why I get bullied. I deserve it.

My name?
Frank Iero.

No one knows how to pronounce my last name, and I really dont give a shit.

Anyway, Im now a junior.

Weird...kinda ironic, because back when I was a freshman at my old school, I pictured myself dead by now.

Mom? My mom never really payed attention to me.

She cared about me, dont get me wrong, but she never really was interested in who I was.

I don't hate her, we just keep our distance. A comfortable distance.

My father? Well, I havnt seen him since I was two years old.

My mom never even spoke of him.

Its cool though, I dont really care. It never hurt me, and it never will.

So Im here.
Walters High School.
Fucking great.

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