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Today I’m writing about going home. Well first, of all I really miss my home and second, I really miss my family and third, of all I can’t wait to go home. Every weekend I go home. I’m not happy and when it comes to Sunday. I’m like I’m not really to go back to my proctor home, but I gotta come home otherwise I’ll get in trouble and might not be able to go home the next week. When I lost my privileges I got really sad and mad because I hate being away from my family. But the only thing that reminds me is that it’s my fault that did this to myself, and that I got to get myself out of it. The only way I can do this is to follow my program rules and the law. Now I know that the state or my judge don’t play games with me because this isn’t my first time. Maybe if it was my first they would take it a little more easier but since it’s not I got to face harder consequences I think its because I should have learned my lesson at the first time but since I didn’t that’s why. I wanna be good influence to my brothers but since I have cousins that showed me how to do bad things I wanna change that to my little brothers I don’t want them to go through what I went through. And I know it’s not my cousins fault that I’m like this it’s mine I just chose the wrong people. I wanna make sure my brothers don’t do the same mistake I did. So that is the end of my story THE END……….TO BE CONTINUED…