Okay so now in this chapter most of the questions will be answered and it'll surprise some. I hope you
enjoy it and absorb the message. Because I have put a lot of my life's ideals in it (no religious shit). Sorry if it seems a bite long winded.
Disclaimer: still don't own shit
Now comes the toughest part for me in this letter son. I don't expect you to understand. I wish you seen
the world though my eyes now, it is bleak, dark, cold, a wasteland to me. When your mother died the
walls came tumbling down on me and it was like the foundation that keep me stable and happy was
made from salt and sand. There was nothing on this earth more important to me. I know that sounds
selfish, and it is. You maybe asking yourself "What about me. Was I not enough to keep you here when
I needed you most?" The answer to that would be no. Every time I looked at you I see her and it rips
me apart inside. I can't eat, sleep, or even think straight anymore. The world is very unappealing to me
now. My heart and soul was stripped from me way too soon they were your mother's she owned both. In fact my heart and soul was your mother.
I'm just a shell of a human being I have nothing left to give, no emotions, thoughts, hopes, or dreams.
There is nothing for me in this world that's why I am going to be with your mother. The very air I
breath is toxic, it was like I was dropped on the mars I'm alone...very alone. She was my mirror, sword,
and shield. She was my Yang and I was her Yin. (Yang being black "Shady place", Yin being white
"sunny place"). But if there is a few things I've learned on my short time here on this planet is that a lot
of people are going to tell you what you wanna here. There are a lot of people out there that are just going to give you lip service.
I am not going to do that, I'm trying to let you hear me as I am, that's how you should be in life. People may resent you for it, but you can't make
everyone happy. Just be true because it will set you free. If your hearts not in it, then you shouldn't even
want it for a second, don't half ass it do everything with 100. That's the way your mother and I lived
our lives we never embellished the truth or twisted it so we don't look like as much of a jerk we said
what was on your mind and you have to admire anyone who is willing to say and do as they believe
and what they hold true in there hearts. I hope you can appreciate that? (then he notices that the rest of
the note is written by another person not the original hand writing.) Some other advise I can give you is
obviously 'cherish life' not just yours but all life you have no right to take it from anyone or anything.
Life can be brought down, twisted and turned inside out in the snap of a finger. But know this life is a journey not a
race you control your life the only thing you don't control in this world is when the sun goes up and
when it goes down. Otherwise you can do anything and everything there is no ceiling for your
potential. Don't hold back but don't be impulsive think before you act. Be a friend to all, life is too short
and precious to worry about what some else's religion or race is. You should judge a man by the actions
of his heart not the color of his skin. That's what I meant when I said your mom was my mirror she
showed me you can't judge and cast the fist stone because we are all indeed guilty of something no one
is perfect. She was my sword and shield because she would fight and defend me till the bitter end and I
would do the same for her no matter what the situation. I hope you find your soul mate and fight tooth
and nail for her like I had too. If your anything like your mother and me you'll do just fine. I don't want
you to recent me and think I abandoned you. I'm just losing the will to live and there was nothing left for
me. We will still love you and watch over you until the day we meet again. And yes that day will come at some point. We will be waiting but we hope that day doesn't come for a long long time. We will be proud
of you no matter what you choose to do in life. Your mother Courtney and I love you Junior I hope you
can forgive me for all the suffering I have probably caused you. But we've left you with your god
parents Bridgette and Geoff they will take care of you and love you no matter what it will be
unconditional love they cared for us so much and I know they will care for you just as much as we
would have. You cherish them as well. They are the two most kind and loving people to ever life and
don't you ever forget that. I can die knowing that you will be safe and taken care of for as long as you live.
LOVE always and FOREVER,
Duncan Samson Sr
He just sat there motionless as tears ran down his face. He was speechless, he didn't know what
emotions to show. He was angry, confused, sad, happy, and relieved all at ones. It was just so over
whelming of a feeling. He just ran to Bridgette his 'mother'. She could see he was trying to hold it back
and be tough like dad would have been. But Bridgette said to him "You got to let it out, to deny
mention is to deny the very thing that makes us all human." She was right and with that he sobbed
uncontrollably. It was a big relief for Geoff and Bridgette as well they had held back so much
information, pain and sadness for 17 years they had to keep it to themselves. Every time Duncan Jr.
said something bad out of frustration or ignorance about his real parents they had to bite their tongue and
that was the worst thing of all. They couldn't even defend them because it would make the letter
useless. But now no more he finally understood who his parents were and now they can finally tell him
what they really were to the two of them, how wonderful and rich there friendship was. But there was
still a few questions Junior had that a piece of paper couldn't answer...
A/N: It might seem a bite long winded but this is Duncan we are talking about and a man writing a let to his baby boy. But how about that it was never the actual TDI Duncan but his and Courtney's son who was adopted by Bridgette and Geoff. If you wanna know Duncan was 24 and Courtney was 23 at the time of there deaths. I hope you enjoyed my weird spin on this and hopefully you didn't find it dumb like one of M. Night shalamadama's movies. R/R and like I said before if you don't like it you can cram it up your ass. But I don't have any problem with constructive criticism. I still have one more chapter in which you find out how Duncan Sr. actually die and a small back story on how Duncan and Courtney lived there lives and some other stuff I can't quite think of. And in the future I will be doing the prequel and tell you about the 7-8 years in between TDI and their deaths. But now you can see why I would have to start at this point in the story and why I wasn't too specific with some of the details. Because it would be totally stupid and pointless to have this chapter last and it wouldn't be a surprise at all. Kinda taking the star wars road with this one.