Diary Of A Boy Named Peter

The Begining

My life was pretty crazy when I was growing up, and I mean like... CRAZY. I was born in Puerto Rico and moved to Lawrence, MA when I was a baby. They "OG Parents" put me in an adoption center, where I was adopted by two happy parent. We lived there for a little, then we moved to Richmond, VA.  When I was around 2 years old, I turned my body the wrong direction and broke my femur. This was because my muscles are so tight around my leg that in snapped. I cried the whole way to the hospital, and once there my parents had to explain to the doctor about what happened. Cause it was unusual for a baby around the age of to two break a bone, especially their femur. Well, I had a cast on my leg, and back to hold me up. 

Two years after that  my brother was born. We were a crazy duo at a young age. The craziest thing I did was help my brother climb put to a chandelier in our playroom. We used chairs and other study that we had, which is crazy. If you want to know our ages I was almost 4 and my brother was 1. He was okay, but my mom was shocked that we even did that. The craziest thing that my brother did was dump a whole container of olive oil and bathe in it. As I grew up I did a lot of therapy, which I didn't like. I had to wear glasses around the age of six, so yeah. I was bullied by a kid in kindergarten  and through third grade, by the same person. That kid eventually left so I was fine. 

I did many sports when I was young. I did soccer for about two years, then I did baseball for two year. Then when I started karate in 2012, it was fun at first. Since it was a Korean Martial Art Center its I got to learn Korean a little. I received my blackbelt on 12/1/15 and quit. My brother did swimming directly after that. I took a break from sports for two years. I graduated elementary school, and I moved to the middle school. Which I despised when I started, I had to wake up an hour earlier to go to school. I got used to that within a month. I had  a lot of amazing teachers that year, but my favorite teacher was my cooking teacher, Mrs. Lynch. We became great friends due to our love for Harry Potter. She moved on with her dreams of a cooking teacher. She has a bakery with a friend call Machine Shop Boulangerie. That year I was taught how to swim by an amazing swim instructor. Once summer hit, I joined a summer my first year of swimming. It was pretty fun, I made lots of friends. Once summer ended, I joined a winter team.

I joined choir which was very fun. The funniest thing was when I had to use a wheel chair one day, since I had trouble walking. I swear the whole class freaked out. Cause they never saw me in a wheelchair. But on with the story, I moved on to high school. It was hard to get around, cause we had this intersection in the hallway. There were kids trying to go to lunch, and other trying to go to class. It was a mess. I don't want to go through that full year or 10th grade they were the same.

Then... Eleventh grade came along. 2020 was coming around the start of a new decade. Hopefully a decade with no craziness. No wars, no girls fighting over a boys band, exc. The Olympics were in the summer, It was going to be amazing. Then China happened. China created a virus to try and control their population, which totally backfired. This virus was called the Corona Virus or also known as COVID 19. This is where I'm going o start this story.