Judge of character

Introduction- today I will discuss whether I am a good judge of character. A long time ago I was a crappy judge of character.

I used to hang around the guys in school who got into trouble. So even back then I used to have friends that got me into trouble. Around fourth grade I hung around this kid that got me in trouble. Nothing really bad, but just talking while the teacher was talking, not doing homework, things of that nature. He made me serve detention because of his bad decision making and mine. So I had a horrible time hanging around with good kids.

Thanks to the cousin I grew up with. We grew up around each other and I didn’t know he would turn into such a rotten egg. If I was smarter and knew he had bad vices. I should have run for the hills, then be his friend. He first started by getting me into trouble, starting fires, stealing mail, stealing from stores. Then either my dad would hear about it, or my grandpa would hear about it and slap me in the face. All of these ideas were his. He was a rotten guy. Until, I received a bullet in my head by him.

I think it was God trying to wake me up and say we need to get Jesse away from his cousin so this happened (bullet in the head). If I was still hanging out with the cousin, I would have done crystal meth and experimented with other drugs. I would have been a drug addict, which in a way this injury saved me from that life.

Now I consider myself a good judge of character because once I become older I do not put up with a lot of bull crap from people getting me into trouble. My hearing and sight maybe fading but the ability to smell bull crap got stronger.

In conclusion- when I was younger I was not a good judge of character, but now that I am older I am a better judge of character. I don’t put up with people bull crap. Thank you for reading.