I have no middle name (despite all other siblings having one).
My dad died on the same date as my ex-boyfriend's birthday--I called him up and said, "Happy Birthday, my dad just died." (it was a recent break up--issues!)
I memorized my multiplication tables in grade three when I was sick with pneumonia for three weeks.
I peaked in grade four when I won both best athlete and best student awards. I could feel the eyes of hatred as I collected both. They turned on me the next year.
In grade five I received my first negative report card comment--(paraphrasing)--Despite excellent grades, she tends to be snarky at times (snarky I think was the actually word but, after joining forums, I don't think it was the appropriate word! I think I just had opinions.) I decided it wasn't worth being the good girl after that.
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