When I was in middle school, I was not a great kid.
I went with the wrong crowd of people who I believed were our friends, and they introduced me to a actually bad life.
I began sneaking out of our parent’s house, started smoking and trying some fun drugs and was arrested once; My grades fell but I didn’t care. I totally recall a single of the things our friends and I would do, was throw paper balls at the stupid loser janitor. All of us would call him all kinds of names because he was a stupid low life janitor. I always thought that I was this large shot guy and was always destined for good things, then due to our arrogance and being expelled so many times from weird schools, I thought I was better than the school and finally dropped out. My life only went downhill from there. I couldn’t hold a crappy job, and so I had to settle now working for a company cleaning service- they ended up firing me because I refused to show up too several times, so our final job resort was to become a janitor at our old school, however oh how this bad karma came back to bite, because I found myself in the same position as the first janitor, the a single I made fun of. Now I was the target for paper balls and physical fighting and harassment. I worked for the janitorial maintenance for several months and saw several things which made me realize how horrible I used to be as a child . I regretted all of the things I did, and wished that I could call the first janitor to apologize. Anyways, afterwards I pulled our life together and left the crappy janitorial company a changed man. I later ended up working for a nearby residential floor cleaning service.