Hi. My name is Brooklyn and this is the story of my miserable life. Imagine living in a crummy old beatdown trailer, with no dad just an abusive mother and an older brother. My father left me when I was just a little girl. I was too little to understand the events that was causing these problems. So I just went on with life. Anyways tomorrow is my 14th birthday and I am excited for once in my life.
I wake up to my mom and brother arguing, which is a typical occurence in this house hold, but I just brush it off my shoulder because today is my 14th birthday. After greeting my mom and brother, I decide to get in the shower. About half way through my shower, I hear the phone ringing. I peek out of the bathroom wrapped in my towel and grab the phone in the living room. I look at the screan and its from an unknown number, but I decide to answer it anyways. "Hello?" I mumbled. I hear a faint reply of "Happy 14th birthday!" I still couldn't figure out who's voice it was. "I hope you have an amazing day!" said the oddly familiar,deep,monotone voice. Then I realize. Its my father's voice! I shreaked "Dad! Is that you?" "Yes it is, Brooklyn" chuckled the voice. "Its crazy to think that 14 years ago you were brought into this world" said my dad.
