1992
When I was born, it was a happy thing for both me, and my mother. I was late coming into the world, so my mom was in a lot of pain. It was April tenth, the day I met the first 3 persons of all the persons I have meat. The first was my mom, her name was Martha Stock. She was nice, and looked relieved when she saw me. The next person was my sister, Kathleen. Kathleen was nice to me entail I was about 5, when she turned into a witch. The last was my dad, Karl. He’s the person that married a woman who ran into a cow. The first night, and 1/2 of the first day was spent in a big building called a hospital.
At about that time I was getting hungry, a person dressed in white came and gave me food. The food tasted of something come out of the junk yard. After that I went home. This was the first house I had ever been in, Chelmsford, Ma. in a small house. In the house were small and big soft things called stuffed animals. I took to them right away, but then when it turned dark, my mom put me in this thing that was off the ground called a crib. In the hospital, the doctors put me in on one of these, and I knew that once in, you never got out. I started to cry, but it was no use, and soon I was in the crib (prison).
On Friday, November 20th, 1981, me and my family got into a new car and left. I never saw that little house again, it was the saddest moment of the 3 1/2 months that I had lived. A couple of days later we stopped at another house. That night all the people there pigged out, all except me. I instead got stained peas, and couldn’t get any of it down, for it tasted like more stuff from the dump. Three days later we got to our destination, Kirkland, Wa, in another small house.
When I was able to crawl, I broke out of my crib (prison) and decided an expedition of the house. I learned many lessons, all of which were important. Lesson 1 was that I could not open the doors without a chair. This stopped me the first, second and third day of expeditions. On the fourth day, I got through. I started crawling down the hall when I came to another problem called stairs. I decided to go the other way that day, and discovered the bathroom. Lesson 2 the water in the toilet tastes bad. In the bathroom there were lots of things that I had already discovered, like the bath tub, something I wish wasn’t there, and the red tooth brush that my mom stuck in my mouth. But thing called the toilet was not discovered yet. I had seen the cat jump on it and discovered a foul tasting water, and I couldn’t understand how the cats drank from it. Then my mom picked me up and put me back in the crib (prison). The next day when the opportunity produced itself I escaped again. The first thing to do was go down the stairs. Lesson 3 you could go down stairs, it just took some might, and gave some bruises. I started down them and found that they weren’t as hard as I thought. When I dropped my guard, I somehow slipped and started rolling down the stairs. But I was down them, so I started exploring. The first thing I saw was the couch. Lesson 4 the couch is a good place to sleep. I climbed up on the couch leg and fell asleep. I woke up in the crib (prison).
One year later we moved to Wellsboro. It was in this house that I trained my dog Murphy to pull me up the hill in my wagon. A year later we moved to Redmond. This was the place when I discovered something called Preschool. I liked preschool, all I did was play with other kids. It was at preschool that I discovered the slide. Preschool finally ended and Eliminatory started. Eliminatory wasn’t as fun as preschool, but I liked it. When I was 8, we moved again, to a place called Salish Springs. I didn’t discover anything important, except for bad words. Another 5 years later we moved to Westchester, where I now write this auto biography, called Mike.