The Autobiography of DarkenedBrutalityThis here, what you are about to read, is the story about a man named, well, I can't give you the name, but his username was DarkenedBrutality. This story, was about his life, well, my life. All these 15 (almost 16) years of my life, will be written in this one post, but I'm not going to go through everything because that would take 300 years to do, so just the important things will be mentioned.
I was born on the day of November 14, 2000, somewhere in the state of Tennessee, in the United States. I was raised in one town, for my whole life. That town is not to be mentioned, because all I am allowed to give you is the country, and the state, and nothing else. I had two siblings, both which are older than me. The first one was a sister born in 1994, at the age of 22, teaches 4th grade at a school full of crazy kids. The other one, a brother born in 1997, at 19 years of age, is currently in his college days, having no idea what he wants to be.
Somewhere in the year of 2002, I had gotten really severe croup, croup so severe, they said it was the worst croup they had ever seen, thus 2002 was a difficult year for me, and I almost died. Luckily, a miracle pulled through, and I made it out. Around the same time, I don't know when, I had severe eye problems as well, and had to have lots of surgery. Because of this, the early years were difficult times.
So for the rest of the years, all the way until the end of 2005, I had stayed at home. Until then, I couldn't take school because I could get sick easily. If someone had the cold, and they gave it to me, it would be life threatening for me. During that time, my mom had to hire several teachers to come to the house to work with me for a while, while everyone else was at school. Finally in 2006, I had outgrown it enough to go to regular school, but was put in a special needs class. However, two months later, I managed to get out of it, and went to a regular class. Later that year, I had gone to kindergarten, thus the Elementary school era of my life began for me.
However, the first few years of Elementary school were also dark times. I had thrown tantrums at least 3 times a day, and it was terrible. Next thing you know, first grade came along, and while it was a little better, 2008 had began the worst years of my life, the true dark ages, from 2008 to 2010. I had been put on a special diet for those three years, and had to miss out on everything because of it. I also never had time to play or do anything. Here is how every day went in this truly dark era.
During school days, I woke up and got ready for another lousy day of school. When I first walked in, the receptionist would always make sure I made it ok, because my mom was so overprotective. After that, while everyone else was allowed to play, I had to go to therapy from 3 until 4, and it was terrible. When I got home for the day, everyone else was having fun, while I had to do my homework, because I ended up with the worst teachers, who gave the most homework. By the time I was done with my homework, it was time to eat supper than go to bed, and I had to miss out on all the fun every day.
During Saturdays, I still had no fun time. All day long it was looking at houses and shopping for the whole day, every single saturday, for many years. Even then did I have to go to bed at 6:00 when it was still bright outside, because it was "Church Night". During Sundays, I had to wake up at the same time I woke up for school, to go to the earliest 8:00 church service. Every day Mom would have to drag me kicking and screaming, until she got tired of it, and stopped making me go.
However, 2011 was a good year for me, and things started to change. First, I got out of my special diet, meaning I could now eat whatever again. Second, we didn't have to go out as much during Saturdays and Sundays, and not only that, but I had made some new friends when I signed up for a Christian Sports Program. 2012 wasn't the worst year, but the summer was absolute terrible. I had gotten sick all the time then, throwing up 300 times that summer, and getting severe hives. However, it was the year I had to stop going to therapy after the program, thus the years of 2011 and so on were building up to the golden ages, which will most likely be 5 to 7 years from now.
In the year of 2013, Elementary school ended for me, and I had headed up to middle school. However, my mom wanted me to go to a Christian school instead of regular school. At first, I was happy, but after that, I realized the misery of it. First off, the annoying girls there are so d*** annoying, and they tattletale on everything. I mean, if you were listening to Iron Maiden on your phone, when you were visiting there one day, they would literally snatch it out of your hands, run to the principal's office and get you into trouble. They act as if being late to class is as bad as starting World War III, and will beg the teachers to kick you out of the school, because you just talked in class.
Most of the teachers, though, weren't too bad, except this one teacher, who taught english for three years, and she was the absolute worst. I won't tell you who her name was, but all I have to say was that everyone hated her. She believed in maximum homework and punishment, and forces you to stand in class all the time, and do things everyone hates. She would literally go like,"Your homework assignment tonight is to listen to Justin Bieber for one hour, and if you don't you're expelled". We have this program at school called "Demerits", and she would give more demerits than all of the other teachers in the entire school combined, and its not even because the students were extra-bad in the class, but because she wanted to. Not only that, but for homework, she would force you to write out all your terms and definitions 300 times each, instead of reviewing with the class. However, this year in 2016, she had left the job, meaning 10th grade was automatically a good year.
In the summer of 2015, I had decided to join this site, after getting bored of sharing all my opinions with my family. I made my first account, AggressiveBlaze then, but got tired of the site in October and left for a while. I returned in May 2016, about the time my mom finally let me play M rated games such as Grand Theft Auto and Call of Duty. However, that was when I had gotten very controversial. You know what happened with the rest, and now that I'm here as DarkenedBrutality, I guess the rest of the story will be figured out by the day I leave this world and die, which, like with everyone else, is an unknown date. It could be tomorrow, or not for another 70 years.
Anyway, that is the entire story of my life so far, and I hope you enjoyed it, because I spent many minutes of effort, about 30 minutes putting all of this up together.
Bad life, not the worst, but bad. - Skullkid755
You're good now - visitor
Wow, that special diet must have been horrible for you.
I'm glad that you are good now. - Martinglez
Not as bad as Bobby's life, but not a good life for you. - Therandom
Of course it wasn't nearly as bad as Bobby's life. He was getting beaten up for the fun of it, and I just had to deal with missing out on all the fun everyone else got to do. - visitor
Bobby also got arrested - visitor
Yeah, and attempted suicide twice getting sent to an asylum both times. I have had suicidal thoughts many times, but never actually attempted it, or got sent anywhere. - visitor
I can easily relate to the whole " being dragged the church kicking and screaming thing." Literally every Sunday was an argument about who I hated church. My mom family stopped making me ago a couple years ago - visitor
Yeah, I always found church boring to me. One time, I heard this 7 year old stole his dad's car, and started driving away, because he didn't want to go to church with his parents. - visitor
I just hid in the storage closet until it was time to go - visitor
I don't go to church, my parents only bring up considering church every 5 months or more. I'm glad about that. - Skullkid755
I go to church once a week, but this summer we didn't go as often as we used to. - Therandom
I don't go at all,i only go to Wednesday night church with my friends family - Nateawesomeness
I feel so bad for you. Your life sounds terrible. I wish I could do something about it. - Powerfulgirl10
I don't go to church and I go to a special school. I've been though tough times too but not as many as you have. - visitor
Woah,your life must of been terrible,not as bad as bobbys,but still very terrible,those girls,the amount of homework,those sicknesses,it must of been a nightmare,i am glad that your life has been recovered,and for spending a lot of time entertaining us about your horrible but interesting life,you get a spot on my favorite users list - Nateawesomeness
Darkened Life. - visitor
But, why you always trolling on TTT and the wikia - visitor
But, why you always trolling sometime? You trying to reform but you always fail - visitor
This is so depressing... - visitor
The end you wrote so sad... - visitor