Hmm, how should i start this?

I will start with chapters. It will probebly not be in following orders. But i will try to make it make some sence.

Writing my life down is just a way for me once again to remove some of the pain life it self has given me.

So haters keep hati´n no one gives a flying turd.

Maybe I should start from the verry begining. I was born in a not so special month, on a verry not so special day. Ever sence i was i child i have keept to my self.Dident like to play with others and never liked the idea of doing so.         Other then that i was the typical kid. My life was not so bad until I started first class. I wasen´t like the others, insted of having sunkissed skin i was pale and had freckles, insted of idolize Spice Girls i loved pokémon,Insted of hating school i loved math and was way ahead of class .. So gee, guess that I was the perfect bully victim in school. As i grew older I got friends with one of the class most popular girl. So what ever she said I did, one day she told me to go home and collet as much medecine pills as I possible could and she would do the same at her house and once e were done we were going to meet in the school´s kindergarden playground. All i could get from home was some asprins and other week painkillers, she got a hold of her grandmothers heartmedecine. So there we were,standing in the playground talking when she told me that she heard that we could get high(get a rush) by taking these pills.So we started divided the pills,and becuse I had problems swalloing pills i took all of the small once (heartpills) and she all of the big once (normal painkillers).. Nothing els happend that afternoon or night, I was sleeping over at her house,and in the morning i could feel that something was wrong with my tongue,it was all twisted up and i couldent speek,drink or even twist it back.So i panicked. I ran home, went to my bed,layed down and closed my eyes, hoping that it would disappear when i woke up.. I heard my mom calling me for lunch,i feel normal, got up from the bed and started walking in to the kitchen.My mom looked at me like i was weird,told me to stand up straight. it was when i started talking to her as i noticed that something was terrible wrong.The word dident come out straight, my words dident make sence and everything was disorted..

*To be continued*