Joey Graceffa: In Real Life, My Journey To A Pixelated World

Chapter 1 - Late Childhood

  When I was five, my mom and my stepdad Bob, which... I always called the Chinese Guy because he always brought home Chinese Food for dinner, even though he wasn't actually Chinese. Then he became one of my biggest role models, because he'd always tell me that anything was possible. When I was seven, I cracked my head open, because I was trying to get my two kittens to the top bunk bed on a blanket, and I dropped the blanket. As an attempt to save them, I fell off the top bunk and hit my head on a birdhouse, that I created. I remember reaching up to the top of my head and feeling the blood, and then just screaming, and my parents rushed me to the hospital, and I had to get 5 staples in my head. And, for being a good boy, I got two Pokemon Booster Packs, which in one there was actually a Charizard. So I thought, 'I guess it was worth getting my head cracked open, right?' Nope. At 12 years old my mom started heavily drinking, and soon became an alcoholic. It was really hard growing up because my mom wasn't as caring as she used to be. 

  So... things stopped working out between my mom and Bob the Chinese Man, so they broke up. So they sold the house, and we moved. And, my sister and my mom got into some really bad fights almost every single day. So, my sister decided to move out. My dad was really hard on me growing up, because he didn't like me hanging out with girls all the time and he wanted me to be probably more of a masculine son. Well, when I got into 8th grade, I think he just gave up and finally accepted me as who I was, and he's my biggest fan now and I can tell really proud of what I was. At 8th grade I wanted to be an actor, so I auditioned for a play and actually got the lead role. This was probably one of my favorite memories in high school.

Soon enough, my mom and Bob got back together, and they finally had a little baby called Jett. This was really exciting because I always wanted a little sibling that I could boss around and tell them to do. But apparently, he was diagnosed with a form of Autism, which meant he couldn't communicate with us verbally. 

Hey guys!

Thank you for all the support for this book, it's only a tiny bit done, but it's pretty nice, for now! I'll be a nice person. Thanks. So... Next Chapter: High School Time! We're all getting old!

Joshua~