He was a child from heaven they would say. His future would be as bright as the sun. Me, I was the child from hell. My future was going to be full of regrets and disappointments. He got all the getting all the best toys and the best care. Grandpa tried to ignore me, he even "forgets" to feed me at times. When I caught a fever I'd have to take care of myself. The child from god's finest ingredients they'd say. Me? I was the child from god's reject pile. I was a mistake... I have been told that I should have never been born and that no one will ever be would call me a waist of time. A pain in the ass. No... I am not any of those words. I am Romano. Romano Vargas. Not my perfect brother Venenziano Vargas. Romano Vargas. I am a child from god's love. Not hate. My life will change. It will...