My Life it's fictional

Dedicated to my dearest Kathy and Kristie, life should get better. I promise


Preface:
My whole life I've been fighting. Fighting until the last day I've ever fought. I never thought it would get this far. Life is such a whirlwind. Life is breathtaking. Life is beautiful.
But life is also filled with life, horror, and everything else you can imagine. You have no idea what I'm going through.

Chapter one: The Beginning
I heard a heart rate machine going. The sound of people. People whom I didn't know. I was blind. I was scared. I felt cool air and no more warmth. I was getting cold. Life wasn't like this on the inside. It wasn't as scary
I soon fell asleep. But I know people are staring at me. Well I could hear their voices. "Hi princess, welcome to your new home." The voice sounded like a song. I felt her warmth. I wanted more. I could tell she's somebody familiar.
I soon opened my eyes to see the new world. My world was documented. Almost every single day ever since I was born. If I wasn't video taped I was having my picture took.
I only wanted sleep, I've been lazy.
Everything was new. I finally opened my eyes. I opened my eyes to see my beautiful mother, Mary Rose, always smiling and looking at me.She was my life, I couldn't live without her, literally. I saw my handsome father Raymundo, he would always be watching TV or feeding me. I would always hear him laugh. He was the funny type of guy. Then the last person in the household, my big brother Andrew, who was two years older than I am.
Whenever we were video taped my mom would always ask Andrew his name, address, father's name, and mother's name. We were pretty smart kids. By the time I was at least 6 month I could already crawl. Two months later I learned to walk.
My mom would give us everything we wanted. She would look so happy on camera. She loved us so much. She wouldn't care what would happen.