My Story

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Wow, you made it through the first chapter. That's more than enough satisfaction for me :)

Anyways, let's get started.

This chapter is going to begin at the beginning of it all. That's right, get ready and grab your popcorn, because this is going to be very long.

It all started when I was born. I was actually quite healthy, I had the average weight, average height, all good to go. I could be considered special, I have red hair and blue eyes, the most special combination in the world.

My life was wonderful, My twin brother, Father, and my Mom and I lived a great life- or so I thought. Okay this is when I go even more further back, even before I was born.

Meet my Mom. Right now, she's only twelve years old, almost a teenager. She had a big, wonderful family. She has two loving sisters, and the sweetest older brother. Nothing could ruin her life, am I right?

Wrong again.

In under one year, she went through the biggest transformation in her life. Her amazing brother, Gary, got severely hurt playing baseball. The teenager had to go to the hospital and their family could barely afford to pay for the medical treatment that was being used on him.

It couldn't get any worse than that. Or so they thought. My Uncle, Gary Gentry, passed away at 15. Yes, it was horrible for them.

After Gary passed away, her Mom and Dad would fight often. The fighting never got better- no, it only got worse and worse. Finally after 3 years of this, my Mom couldn't take it and ran away at 14.

Sure it was rough for Mom but somehow, she got through life. And then at 30, she met my wonderful Dad. They started dated and they cared about each other so much. My Mom finally felt like she could belong. It must've been pure bliss for her.

Finally at 38, my Dad proposed to her and she said yes. After that, life got even better. They had me and my twin and then my Mom won the lottery! We moved to Hawaii an-

Yeah, I know, bad joke.

What really happened was that as soon as she married my Dad, he became a different person. He never really talked to her but whenever he did, it wasn't nice at all. Nope. In addition, he never went on dates with her and was often in his office, which was in the home they lived in. But my Mom kept up with it, she still would just smile at him and treat him like love.

At 41, my Mom became pregnant with me and my brother. She was so happy. My Dad also was happy too- for once. And finally at 42, my Mom gave birth to me and my twin. We were perfect babies. I had red-hair and blue eyes, while my brother had red-hair and hazel eyes.