New Beginning 722

I'm twelve. I'm a boy. My life is simple. I'm not in puberty yet, although the girls I go to school with are growing tits. I don't care about that. I'd rather build models and fly my radio controlled airplanes. Do you know you can build a model of Billy Bishop's Sopwith Camel and drive it into the Red Baron's biplane for $15.98? Big money. My paper route pays for the models I love to crash.

My Dad had to deliver groceries when he was a kid. Dad says he was always tired as a teenager. He was ri...