Living with Charlie was not easy, I was used to violence and abusive words, while Charlie's home was full of love and care, I didn't want that, I wanted my radical life, my life without rules and regulations.
One week after my arrival, I was enrolled in a new school in California, which did no good. I got into lots of fights with the other students. Unlike Carlos, Charlie was not a lover of violence, he scolded me and was upset. But I was careless, I warned him that he was gonna suffer from my rebellious attitude.
Margaret and Daniella loved to have me around, but I didn't, I rarely spoke to them, and it was a conflict between Daniel and I. Though I didn't bother to fight with a kid, he was a clingy brat.
I slammed the door open stomping in.
"You can't just walk on me!" Charlie scol
