It is not a good photo of me but it shows my scar

I name him Francis.

Long story, but the cliff note version on it is that he is name after St. Francis. Because me and this other kid ran into each other in the hallway and I hit my head. I was bleeding on the school floor the nuns at the school just left me there because they thought I was mentally retarded since I would not speak a word to any of them and from what I was told I got up and walk down to the nurse office. I do not remember any of this, I woke up with 36 snitches in my forehead.
Since Saint Francis is the protector of the children and animals I thought it was only right to call him Francis since I really do not remember much of anything on that day just heard what happen through people. Oh I was in the 2nd grade when this all happen.

That school was shut down for child abuse. I ran into one of the nuns when i was about 14ish, I slap her.

yes, she made me mad. I did not even know who she was until she came up and started crap.

It is hard to make me that mad at someone. I usually turn and walk away, but she kept going on about everything. She is the only person I have ever hit.