Name: Alonso Macias

DOB: March 3, 1997

Gender: Male

Favorite Movies: The Last Samurai, Jurassic Park, Spirited Away, Castle In The Sky, Death Wish (2018), Lord Of The Rings, Tombstone (1993), Jurassic Park

Favorite Shows: Vikings, Archer, American Dad, South Park, Ed Edd N' Eddy, Courage The Cowardly Dog, Johnny Bravo, Samurai Jack, Invader Zim, Last Man Standing

Favorite Games: For Honor, Shadow Of Mordor, Batman Arkham Knight, Doom (2016), Morden Warfare series, Jak series, Gears Of War, Red Dead, Infamous, Prototype, BioShock 1 & 2 (not Infinitie, that one sucks)

Favorite Books: The Giver, Dinotopia, Viking Mythology, Dracula, The Invisible Mad Man, A Monster's Call

Hi, my name's Alonso Macias, I was born in San Diego California, just like my dad, my older brother, and younger brother, I'm a middle child, I used to live in National City, but my Uncle kicked my family and I out of my childhood home so his ex-wife can move in that house. His EX-wife, can you believe that? and due to a psychotic neighbor who's also his son-in-law threatening my older brother's life, my parents decided to move to El Cajon, and we've been here since 2015 the year I graduated high school from Chula Vista High, but not before my grandmother passed away in her sixties, she's was the only grandparent I had growing up so it hit me hard when I heard her passed away.

I hate it here. In this house, nothing is near, you need a car if you want to go places, and I didn't have a license at the time, so I hardly leave the house, making it very boring. during the first months of the new house I had to room with my little brother who I strongly hate, so sticking me in a room with him was bound to cause trouble, which did. In two separate occasions he tried to push me around, I finally snapped and socked him in the face several times, it made my mom cry seeing us like that, and my dad was furious, but I have to admit... Highlight of my life.

I do not regret punching him in the face, in fact I never felt so fucking happy when my knuckles met his face, I'm sorry if you're disturbed or angered that I find it joyous that I inflicted pain onto my sibling, but I can't help it. He's such an asshole, I just really hate him.

In April, 2016, I was with my parents when us three went out, and that's when they dropped a bomb on me, I have aspergers. They thought I knew, but no, I didn't, throughout my entire life I didn't know I had aspergers. In the following weeks I was growing more and more into depression, I even thought of commiting suicide, I had it all planned out too, but one night it was like the two sides of my mind was screaming at one another.

One side wanted me to do it, the other wanted me to live, it was like a war going inside my head, I wanted to rip my hair out, but as soon as those appeared, they vanished, and I wanted to live. A few days later me and my dad was out driving I was practicing, but I was barely getting the hang of it, and my dad wasn't so patient with me. I was getting nervous, shaky, my dad shouted angrily at me growing frustrated, I just gave up, he had my mom pick me up, and when we went to pick up food I confessed to my mom that I wanted to commit suicide.

She started crying and so did I, soon after my dad came home I told him the same, he had strong dislike with people who take their own lives, he knew people closely that out of nowhere killed themselves. He told me one story of a boy who shot himself with his little sister present in the same room, he called that cowardly and selfish, but I guess when he heard I wanted to do the same he changed his tune, and realised that he can't rush me to learn it on a dime like he can, so learned to be more patient with me and even other drivers saying that he doesn't know what's going on in the other car.

After that my parents wanted me to go see a therapist, I didn't argue, I did it to comfort them, I went there three times and my parents and I concluded... They didn't do jack, so we stopped going, deciding to put it all behind us, and move on with our lives. I eventually got my license, I gotta say, it's so overrated I didn't give a crap about the license, but I keep it on me 24/7 just in case, now all I need is to find a job... How hard can it be?- hard, it's very hard to find work.