I was a normal boy- well almost. When I was born I had a tumor the size of a tennis ball that was blocking my left eye also my right leg was crooked so I had to go through a lot of surgeries to make things easier on me. When I was born my parents did not want me because of the way I looked.
My dad convenced my mom to talk to my siblings which were Michael, Paula, John, and Catherine to see if they wanted to keep me and all of my siblings said yes so I was brought home from the hospital months after I was born.
Our family contains seven people. Michael was the oldest and he was tall with dark brown hair and loved sports and was funny and generous. One the other hand there was Paula and she was short with chestnut hair and LOVED to talk to her friends she was a little bit snappy at times but also very nice. John was tall with brown hair and was very quiet and liked the piano. Catherine and I were closer compared to my other siblings because of our age, she was short with blonde hair and was crazy and fun.