Life is life

Where it all started

October the 22nd of the year 1997. A wonderful day for a couple of people. 1 person is specific. A mother, her name is Kate. Kate is about to get herself her very first baby. She might be going through hell at the moment, but she can't wait untill the baby is finally out of her body.

There he is. After a lot of pushing and suffering, he is out of her body. Crying heavily as he is being put on the mother her belly. They decided to name him, Mario. "Mario?" the mom asked "We are not calling him after you dad hunny." The dad tried to look for something better.
"How about Jaymie?" The dad looked at his wife's name proposal.
"That sounds like a girl."
After some hefty thinking they finally decided on a well fitting name. From now on, Jason has planted his roots on the Earth.

Once they finally left the hospital, it was time to show little Jason around in the house. "Do you like it? My little hunnypunny?" My mom said with a highpitched voice. I barely opened my eyes but still looked at the house through the slightest opening of my eyelids. The next few months I wasnt too much of a bother. I had my moments of quiet, but also my moments of trouble and causing pain and agony. Especially when it was bedtime. My mom used to hold me in her arms and wiggle me from left to right. I fell asleep like that. When she goes to put me in my bed, my eyes jumped open! I looked at her as if she was going to leave me. 'Don't leave me mommy!' That's what my eyes screamed. My mom had no other choice but to keep me in her arms.

After months of being born, going to my grandparents was still on my: Rather-Not-To-Do-List. I was still scared of my grandpa. They always told me I was scared of him because of his deep voice, but I am not sure about that. It might of been the fact that I always thought he was talking to someone else. He always called me Jackson! Jason.. Jackson.. Why make it harder then it already is? Jason isn't that hard of a name to remember, right? I still loved the attention I got when I was there though. But then again, what little kid doesn't love that?

Little Jason seemed to have set foot in a good familly and seemed to be bound to live a good life. Will this stay the truth? Or will tge events change and turn against baby Jason?

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Hey guys, thank you for reading this, I am writing my own life-story for a good reason and I'm hoping to help you with this if you need some life-motivation! This story will continue and end, so don't worry!!