Where The Road Takes Me. Where Will It End?

Chapter 1

It all started when I got my first note book at the age of 16. It was an old Jean book that was beat up, but it was all I could get being homeless. I found it in an abandoned house that I stayed at while traveling to Canada. If I make it up there I'll be able to make my own stuff. I know how to make moonshine so if I get everything cheap I can finally get my life back together.

"Life is full of mountains, if you don't trip over the small bumps you will eventually make it over"

I've just seen that I'm in Pennsylvania. From California to Pennsylvania is pretty far. I've had people call me name through the whole journey and all I've thought about was, 'what do they know'. They look at me and say I'm broke and a high school drop out, but they don't know the truth.

"If the world was a book, what would be it's cover? Would anyone want to read a horror story about themselves? "

As I enter the town of Reading, I remembered that I used to live hear, I walk around and found my old friends house burned down. I see a cross with flowers in front and I see a familiar name 'Carlos Morales'. As I thought back he was the only person who truly cared about me when I lived here. I tried asking people what happened here and since I'm homeless and look like shit they ignored me.

"If you see a guy in a tuxedo people think he's rich . If a girl is beautiful people think she's a model. If your in cut up clothing that barely fit you people think your a hobo. Why does what we look like make people think what we are?"

I finally found a person who was willing to tell me what happened. At the soup kitchen there was this real skinny guy with light skin and a tattoo down his wrinkly neck. He said that Carlos was with his family and the stove caught fire, knowing they couldn't stop it he told everyone to get out while he went to go get his baby brother and the dog. He released the dog from his room and the dog made it out. When the fire department got there the house was collapsing and there was nothing they could do. After the fire got put out they heard a crying from under a dresser. When they flipped it over the baby was safe and Carlos with a pipe through his heart covering the baby. After I herd that I know that had to be him. My childhood friend will die to save anyone.

"When the person that has stopped you from dieing dies, your heart dies inside"