The Journal of Jesse Fitzgerald
Oh shit. You idiot. Get out of my room. Oh, sorry thought you're someone else. Well, come into my world. Have a smoke, a drink. Name's Jesse. What's yours? Oh well. Here let me introduce me. I've been labeled as a social deviant, truant, druggie, thief, and Juvenile-Delinquent-Prison-Junkie. Yeah, that's me. The kid who gets in trouble for everything. Oh yeah, I am also an "Arsonist". Never caught. How ironic for the son of a fireman. Yep, my father puts out the fires that I Start. Well Anna is suing mom for the rights to her own body. No, she's not pregnant. She's just tired of helping Kate. Enough of this though, more about me. I like Pizza, tacos, and pizza tacos. I like Rock, Metal, and other questionable "music". Anna got smacked for getting a lawyer. I picked her up from the Hospital, and welcomed her to the rebellious side of life. Sorta like Darth Vader, Jedi turned Sith, Angel turned Devil. Ha, I made a funny. Mom was pissed. Like I said, she hit Anna. Not closed palm; an open, 5-fingered, full-force, Slap-O-Matic. Dad just watched. I laughed, not at Anna, of course, but at mom for losing her cool. Everyone in this family, kid wise, has a role.
Kate is the sick one.
Anna the Martyr.
And me, the "lost" cause.
I had to explain this to Anna once. I don't think she got it. Instead she got a lawyer. Some idiot named Campbell Alexander. Written Backwards, it reads Alexander Campbell. How stupid, two names in one. He has a service dog. Wonder why. I don't think he's blind. Maybe it keeps the stupid inside of the Shark Tank. Ha, another funny. Oh, if you're wondering about Kate… She has APL, Acute Promyelocytic Leukemia. Cancer. Bad. Real bad. She was given blood and stem cells from Anna's umbilical cord for God's sakes, it's that bad. Does God even exist? If he does, why'd he create the demon of cancer? If he loves us so much, why does he kill our bodies with cancer? Here's a thought, maybe God is cancer. Well whatever, don't let the door hit you on the way out, I'm going out for a smoke. Join me if you want, if not… LEAVE!
