What does "Mom" really mean?
When I was young, I thought my mommy could do anything. I used to think she could fly into the sky, and catch my balloon right out of the tallest tree's branches. But over the years, it's come to my attention that she's not all I thought she was. All those years of thinking she was perfect, thinking she loved me, thinking if anything went wrong, she could fix it just with the wink of her eye. But I was wrong. All those years have come to be just a big lie. My mom was nothing more than someone's used, flavorless, wad of crap gum on the sidewalk. Looking back at all the pictures, watching all the videos of when I was a baby, seeing all the looks, watching how she acted when I was happy, when I was crying, when I needed her, were all just fake. Fake smiles, fake tenderness, fake coddling, fake happiness.
While in Communication Arts, we had to write an acrostic poem. At the time, my mom and me were having some creative differences. She asked me who I thought was better, her or my dad. And by my dad, I mean my real dad. At the age of 26, my mom dedicated her life to the man of her dreams—or so she thought. Two years into her marriage and one child later, she found out that maybe her husband wasn't the man she wanted. In mid July of 1997, she met a man named Brendon Dankenbring, my dad. After just a few short weeks of meeting him, she [1]fucked him. [2]6 months later, I was born. Of course, she couldn't tell her husband she cheated on him, so she told him I was his.
After I said I liked my dad more than him, she kicked me out. This was after Christmas, when snow was still on the ground. During Christmas break, 2010, I went to visit my real dad in Las Vegas, Nevada. While I was there, I met my four brothers, Em, Tyler, Jay, and Matt. As it turned out, Matt and Tyler both lived in the same town as me. After I was kicked out, I went to see if I could stay with Tyler for a while. Tyler, being the auusome big brother he is, said I could. But after just a few short weeks, [3]I walked in on him having sex with his boyfriend.
After being kicked out of Tyler's house, I walked [4]back to the street where it all began. I sat on my mom's front porch steps while the snow rested gently on my shoes. There, walking down the street in the bitter cold was my brother Matt. I didn't know where Matt lived, but I asked him if I could move in with him. He, like Tyler, said yes. I haven't yet had problems with Matt so far, but I can never say what will come in the future…
[1] Excuse my language, but that's just what me dad says…
[2] Yes; I was born 4 months early... I had to spend a whole year in the hospital... sucks... I know...
[3] Yes, Tyler's gay. But don't judge. You might be against gays, but two hot emo guys making out (of course they where doing more thank kissing, but I'm trying to keep this fairly decent!), to be honest with you, kinda turns me on… in Frank and Joe 3 is reading this, if you tell anyone, I'll kill you…!
[4] Eh, I needed something to fill in there and I had the "Nine in the Afternoon" song by Panic(!) at the Disco stuck in my head…
