The Corner
I was no stranger to childhood punishment. Trouble seemed to follow me everywhere I went. I thought my punishment was the cruelest, most inhumane and unjust punishment that any child could have. No child was punished the way I was, or at least that’s how I saw it. I was always getting in trouble with the police by my own doing, which I really thought happened because of other people, especially my brother.
Summer Break
Summer break was always a welcoming relief from the dreadfulness of school. As much as I hated change, I hated school more. School days were an endless maze of bullying on every social hierarchy.