Stand By Me

I was at the age of 3 when my baby brother was born. At 5 years old is when mother and father brought me a parrot who's name I can't exactly remember.  At the age of 9 is when my brother died of a rare heart disease. It tore at my family to have such a young death that no one payed attention to me for a long time. Shortly, a couple of months after, my mother couldn't bear the pain anymore of her baby boys death, so she committed suicide. I was 10 when father started to drink and bring home young women who would leave in the early hours of the morning. At 14 years is when I got into drugs and alcohol.

At the age 14 is where it started. It's when my Schizophrenia began.