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One thing my mother always tried to do was push me into captivity.  If the dummy had just left me alone, I would have fallen to the snares of this world completely on my own , with out any assistance from her.

I am laughing because she took my boyfriend from me when I was fourteen.  Good looking out, GOD , because that boy was a beast.  At fourteen he was already the sexual deviate my mother was.  They must have sniffed each other out.

No! I didn't say anything.  Even I knew there was no such thing as a confidential Guidance Counselor. Plus I was embarrassed.  I was as lame as she said I was.  She caught me writing down questions and witty remarks as I braced for the phone call he promised me in the hall of Washington Drive Junior High School.  I was supposed to be flattered.  He was popular, a star athlete and he was handsome although his too small body was forced to balance his huge head.

According to granddaddy's very unscientific method of determining intelligence, he had to be a world class genius.