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Awh crap what are all of those stupid symbols!

Did you C/P this from word? Word doesn't work with AG's format thing. Try typing on Notepad.

I'm sorry but idk what notepad is :P

I was on the floorâ¦yellingâ¦screamingâ¦knocking things over. I wanted it to stop. I wanted everything to stop. All the headaches, fits, and doing what I was doing now.
It was all my therapists fault. I paid her 50 bucks every time I went to her. Iâve stopped going to her now. All she did was tell me to breathe deeply whenever I got mad and was about to do what I was doing now⦠having a fit. âI had another fit last nightâ âdid you breathe deeply?â âYeahâ âand it didnât work?â âYeahâ. Her name was Debbie and her favorite word was bust. âI had a fit last nightâ âBUST!â She also said that relieving stress was a non-negotiable. She also said weird stuff like âsquat!â and âzinger!â. Oh yeah I almost forgot she was divorced with kids. Hah. She had more reason to be stressed than me.
It was 10:30 AM and what I decided to do just then was to make a life changing decision. But I didnât know that yet. What I did was I took a walk. Hey donât worry itâs not like Iâve never walked before. This is just the first time I walked to try relieve stress. Usually what I did was I would lie in bed after a fit. Instead of walking down the usual way I went I walked down the way where Gibb Street was. I was walking down Gibb Street whispering to myself, which I often did then all of a sudden, I heard a commotion. Thinking it must have been a robbery or fight I start to run over there until I see blurrily what Iâm running at. I see a whole bunch of people and a whole bunch of green. As I walk closer I am so startled at what I see. Itâs a garden! A garden in the Bronx of Cleveland! Hah. The gardens like me it doesnât belong. I soon regret saying that. I observe the garden what I see is⦠well I donât really know what I see. This is a different experience for me. Not just seeing a garden Iâve seen plenty of them. But Iâve never seen a garden in the middle of a place like this. I decide to make another big decision and walk into the garden. As Iâm walking in the garden I realize that most of the Mexicans were there. The blacks were over there. And the whites were over there. I thought I didnât belong to any so I just went to the blacks because I would blend in over there. I walk through and I sit down in an empty space where no one was around. I had to leave pretty quickly as an old black guy starts yelling at me to âGET OF MY FRIGGIN PLANTS YOU FREAK!â I say âsettle down old timer I got itâ. Yeah I guess I was a little bit of a âsmart alecâ sue me. Well I went to an empty space where I looked around and asked the people if anyone owned this spot. A few people looked at me and one of them said ânah man you can have itâ. I sat there and lay down there and the kid that said it was free said âwhatchuâ doing man?â I said âIâm laying down smart oneâ. He said âyou aint plantinâ nothing?â I said in a mocking voice âyeah man I aint plantinâ nut tinâ then I added in my regular voice ânow leave me aloneâ. He scowled at me and finished doing whatever he was doing with a few green stalks sticking out of the ground. A few minutes later I felt kind of bad and I was recovered from my breakdown. So I said sorry about what I said earlier. He just looked at me and nodded. And I asked what he was doing he said âwhat do yuhâ think?â I said planting things and he said yeah. After just lying there for an hour and a half I decided that I had to go.

I went home cleaned my clothes and ate dinner I went to bed. In the morning I ate breakfast and got showered up and got some clean clothes on and went on another walk.

What didnât surprise me and it should surprise you either is that I went to the garden. I stood for 30 minutes just standing there and looking again like I did yesterday. And then I walked around the garden observing which took another half hour. Then I walked back to the same spot I did yesterday near that black kid. When I got there he said âwell well well look who it isâ. I said hey and lay down in the same spot which still had an indent from yesterday. The kid said âwhat are you doing?â I said âyour motherâ and he shut up for a few minutes. Then he said âwhatâs wrong with you?â I decided to say Iâm lonely and he shut up for another few minutes. Then of course he said âwhy are you lonely?â oh my god Iâm going to kill this kid. I said âSHUT UPâ and he shut up for 10 minutes. He said âwhere you from?â I breathe really loudly and I say âPhillyâ. He says sweet and a few minutes later he says âany other probs other than loneliness?â I say âwhy donât you just come over tonight for dinner and I will explain my self to you, ok?â he says sure and I lie back down. We start talking about sports. Were both apparently pretty rich for this neighborhood. So we both have TVâs and computers in our apartments.

I found out his name is Tyrone and his parents left him a lot of money when they died and that was the same with me. We were pretty much alike except for the fact that I used to be a drug addict and I had a therapist named Debbie. I told him all about my stress and drug addict life and even about Debbie. He laughed at the Debbie part and so did I. He was my first good friend in the neighborhood. All of my other friends were in Philly probably still doing the drugs. While I was out making a living off my parents endless money. You see my parents owned a business, well they did. Then when they died I got the business. I gave it to the next in charge as long as he promised to give me a portion of the money he makes from the business. He did and now I get money every week in the mail. Well after dinner and telling him about my stress. He goes on my computer and searches up âstress relieving plantsâ. He finds out about this one herb that you put in tea called kava. He asks me if I liked tea I said I liked any hot drink. He said âcoolâ and went ahead and bought some kava seeds online.

The next few days went past pretty quick. Me and Tyrone got real cool with each other and we found out everything we could about how to make Kava tea, side effects, and real people reviews on it. And all the while watching out for Tyroneâs plants.

Once the Kava got here we planted the kava seeds in the place I always would lie in which STILL had my indent on it. After a few weeks the kava was ready to pick so we picked it brought it to my apartment and left it sit in the window to dry out. Once it was dried out me and my partner (my nickname for Tyrone) mixed it in with some tea.

I drank it. Though it was a slow effect I only spazed out once after drinking the tea mixed with the special herb Kava-Kava.



Is this better?

Not really...

Anyway, not my type of story but it was solidly written.

It's got me interested, but you should leave more of a cliff hanger. He only Spazed out after drinking it?

And I take it you don't know much about writing on AG, When you Copy and paste from Word Document, onto here, it leaves those annoying squares. So look throught the applications bar on the start menu, and find the notepad, it is around the Paint. Type it up on there, and then copy and paste it.

Also, I would try to help you out on this, but right now I do not have much time. I will help you out section by section. I would like an update as soon as I try to help you with the format on this one. Have fun writing!

I was on the floor�yelling�screaming�knocking things over. I wanted it to stop. I wanted everything to stop. All the headaches, fits, and doing what I was doing now.
It was all my therapists fault. I paid her 50 bucks every time I went to her. I�ve stopped going to her now. All she did was tell me to breathe deeply whenever I got mad and was about to do what I was doing now� having a fit. �I had another fit last night� �did you breathe deeply?� �Yeah� �and it didn�t work?� �Yeah�. Her name was Debbie and her favorite word was bust. �I had a fit last night� �BUST!� She also said that relieving stress was a non-negotiable. She also said weird stuff like �squat!� and �zinger!�. Oh yeah I almost forgot she was divorced with kids. Hah. She had more reason to be stressed than me.