Suprise happy birthday louie. . .everybody yelled out.
I cant belive it my dad made me a birthday. Well to explain since we are a family of nine we cant have a birthday for everybody a year that would be a total wreck esspecially november were 4 of is have it in the same month and today was november 12.
So they started singing happy borthday when for some reason my eyes turn red then to pink then tears roll down like indian jones. I dont know why but my brain funtions akwardly but it runs in the family.
It was embarrsing for a 15 year old to cry over kids singing happy birthday but what could i say it happened.
After the cheerful singing, my mom passed me the birthday sword whichis really a extra long knife used for cutting cake for the birthday boy and i strike that sword at my favorite mango cake as like i was playing kung fu panda on ps3.
I heard the fireworks in the sky and they were just joyful.
It was time for presents and most of them were clothes. But the best and weird gift i got was a bullet my grandpa gave me and it was special he wispered into my ear but he said in his grumpy voice used it wisely you should or diaster will happen my son..
What? I didnt understand that little old yoda. He said it was special and diaster. So i just flicked it into the attic and contiued having fun until 10.
I was tired and exsauted i hoped into bed like the easter rabbit
that night i dreamed
i was in world war 7 and i got shot o it was horrible. Blood friends dying and more iand i woke up from the sound of somebody speaking. It was my grampa saying the same old words.
its special and a diaster .again and agina for hours it was my stupid mind.
