“In grade two, me and my friend Steve, who was in
grade three, decided to run away from home. We
planned it all out, we were going to walk back to
my house and take whatever valuables my mom
had to sell later and then we would go to his house
and do the same. So we walked all the way to my
house, which took forever because we were like
eight, only to find out that we were locked out.
Then we walked all the way downtown to where
his place was, but on the way he saw his mom and
started yelling at her. We got in so much trouble
and | was so mad at him that the next day when
the teacher asked me why I ran away, | told her
that Steve had forced me out of the school with a
knife. He got in way more trouble than | did?

male, 23

“| tried to sell a bunch of different people a video-
camera that was really a brick in a video-camera
box. | eventually sold it to some crack-head on my
block for fifteen bucks, he was the only one who
didn’t ask to look inside, | guess he figured that he
could sell it for way more. He kicked the shit out of
me later that day, but fuck it, | got my fix’

male, 34

“Two years after my grandmother died of cancer |
held a car wash to raise money for the cancer soci-
ety. | made about a hundred and fifty bucks that |
took to Toronto and spent on crystal”

female, 25

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