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When I was finished making my bed I sat on the stool by the desk and read through the “Juvenile Detention Handbook” again, which consisted of a bit of orientation and a lot of behavior crap. I read the whole thing, because I didn’t want to get in trouble for not doing it. It didn’t take me long, even though I had only been taught to read six months ago. I had never been enrolled in public school, so I had never learned anything like reading or math. It wasn’t until I ran away from home that I found a friend who could teach me. He used to be a teacher, but had quit because he thought he had found a get rich quick sche