Chapter 2 Anthony was a sad confused 10 year old he didn't know what happened to his parents kids would avoid him because they knew all about his father. He would usually sit in a corner and cry to himself. Until one day a strange person came to his house. Excuse me what is your name? asked Anthony. My name is Don Vittorio DiMaggio, said the young man he had black hair and tan skin he was Italian too. Well my name is Anthony D'Amico, said Anthony. Anthony D'Amico well I use to know your father and how old are you now? Asked the young man. I am 10 years old, said Anthony. Wow you were so little the last time I saw you, said Don. Wait you know my Papa? Asked Anthony. Yes you look just like him same black hair same grey eyes tan skin and the same size, said Don. What happened to my parents? Asked Anthony. Well since your godmother and godfather won't explain it to you I will, said Don. Your Father would usually get into fights with your mother and he would usually stand on the front lawn with his arms crossed and he'd usually say get off our lawn to other people, he said. But one night I don't really remember what happened but I saw on the news it said your Father Paulie strangled your Mother Jean, said Don. Anthony was surprised by this. Trust me I am nothing like him, said Don. You can join my little gang and me your Dad was in it but these guys don't kill their wives and get there children taken away, said Don. So Anthony joined the Mafia just like his father did. So what should be your nickname? One of the Gangsters asked. Well how about Fat Tony he kinda looks a little like his father Big Paulie look at the way he is shaped he has the spittin image of his father he talks just like him walks just like him and talks just like him, said the Gangsters. Well Fat Tony it is, said Don. Anthony liked his new name a little but when he saw what these guys were doing smuggling beer cigarettes fireworks and many more products and killing people. When people would ask Fat Tony's age he would say 12 he had to lie it was the only thing he knew. But this was the most traumatizing memory of his years in the mafia. One day he was suspicious of what was going on he was about 11, 12 or 13 years old. He was suspicious of this carpet they always kept rolled up he wanted to know what was in there but the mobsters never told him so he had to see for him self. When no one was looking he looked into the carpet. It was a dead body! He was in the house of a murder. He started to run away crying. Why would they do something like that he saw them kill people many times but why didn't they want him to see something like that in a carpet. The body had scared him so much that it was traumatizing. There was more bad memories in these years. One time when Fat Tony was 11 years old he left his bedroom window open. One night he woke up screaming because there was a man in his room wearing a mask and yelling. His godparents came to his room. Don removed his mask. Don what are you doing here so late!? Asked Fat Tony's Godfather Robbie. I was teaching this boy a lesson about keeping his bedroom window open, said Don. Until one day Fat Tony found his first girlfriend.