Giving Everything

Prolouge

I'm Jack, and I'm writing this story because it is quite boring in heaven. How am I dealing with it? Knowing that my friends are all safe , and can continue their lives without being in danger from my father. Let us start at the beginning. In our little town of Seval, California. Febuary 29th , 6 babies were born within 6 minutes from each other. Later the babies parents found out that they all lived on the same street. The 6 babies became best friends. There was Kenneth, the sports player , Makayla the singer , Reagan the kickboxer, martial arts ect ect, Cody the gamer, Emily the reader. Than there was me , the writer. We were the people most likely to never be friends but that semmed to bring us closer together. My parents divorced , and my dad moved away, and got put in prion a year later for drinking and driving. I miss him but he was angry almost all the time. That was almost ten years ago , when I was five years old. In school , my friends and I are in the same homeroom and the same classes. Behind our houses we have a tree house, that we always do homework in and it's our hangout we always go to. But all of that is in the past. I'll never forget them , and the times we've had. They say the hardest part of dying is accepting that thing will never be the same. Now let me tell you how I died and why