Mistake
Chapter Sixteen
It has been two years since my death & most people if I could share my life with them would think I lived a pretty crummy life, but actually I lived life to the best & fullest. That's why I'm here.
The
guys were pretty depressed for a while, but I let them know I was ok in a
mysterious beyond the grave way (whatever that means). Don wrote a book about
me & it was published by the help of April. It was at the top of the best
seller's list for over a month. Mike made a memorial for me behind Tony's
Pizza. People from my school came for a while, but now it's mostly the guys
which touches me greatly even to this day. Raph won a 'name that bar' contest
& named it Alex's Haven. Leo painted a picture of me & is now in a
museum for local artists. Splinter made a beautiful Japanese poem for me &
reads it to me everyday before he goes to bed. I'm still apart of them even
though I'm gone.
It
was hard for me to adjust to this, but in the end it was the best decision. In
a way I took a part of the guys with me & they took a part of me. I will
meet them again one day & until that day I'm going to be waiting.
I'm not going to tell you that my grandparents were rich & wealthy or that they were kings & queens from a far distant land. Actually I'm not going to tell you anything about them because I couldn't find out who they were. The only person I can tell you about is my mother.
She's
not your average mom who stays at home & cleans or cooks. Nope, not my
mother. I'm going to be very honest she is a working mom. Yep, hard working in
the sex department. That's right, my mother is a prostitute. If you think I'm
kidding I'm not.
My
mother started out being a very unloved child because her parents didn't show
her any compassion. No this is not a soap opera it's the truth. She wanted to
grow up to be something special so she did pageants & won lots until she
became a teenager & discovered the opposite sex. That's where I come in.
She started screwing around so much she got pregnant. No surprise there, but
she did it so often she didn't even know the father. Well instead of giving me
a break she had to go & give birth to me & dump me in the streets of
New York. She said she had men wrapped around her finger, but in reality they
had her wrapped around there's.
She
isn't really my family to me. I have another family who took me in & didn't
have to. They didn't even have to love me or care for me, but they did out of
there own free will. I will be thankful to them for what they did, but to me I
think it was planned this way. I believe in fate & I think fate put me here
with them & if fates not real then something as hell is because there is no
way that was just a coincidence.
This paper isn't exactly what you were
looking for I know, but it's the truth. Except it or not it's what I'm going to
write every time you put me into this class & give me this assignment
because I am not going to deny my family. My family is real & deserves more
credit than a stupid English paper, but it's the only thing I could do that
anyone would give the time of day to read. This is my family & where I
belong.
I
guess It's a little lonely where I am, but my family is what keeps me going. It
should be yours too.