Prologue
The day my grandmother died, I wondered what my last thought would be. I guess today was my day to answer that question.
Life is never fair.
I knew that too well.
Life wasn't fair to Charlie when ReneƩ, my mother, left.
He loved her so much, he still does, I can see it in his eyes when anyone mentions her.
Life wasn't fair to me either.
I was expected to uphold an entire household when my dad fell to pieces. Since my childhood I taught myself how to live. Not long after ReneƩ left, Charlie became a work-a-holic. Everyday he would leave early and came late. I barely ever saw him.
This year I would have turn eighteen maybe even found something more I never knew I needed. It may have taken me years to get to where I am now. I can't even believe it myself, it feels surreal. Maybe at any moment I'll wake up to realize it was just a dream, but as long as this is my reality I feel the need to say I do not regret any decision, in fact I wish I could have enjoyed them a little longer, but no.
I'm life's clown.
I'm here to fate's amusement.
In fact if there was some kind of higher being, he'll probably had as a mission making sure my existence was miserable, he'd probably make sure I went through this life alone.
Brokenhearted.
