Look, people say that you should be happy that you are who you are. Well not in this case. I didn’t want to be who I was. I didn’t want to leave my mom, or get stuck an abandoned house with crazy monsters in the process of trying to find a stupid camp in New York. Stupid Fates. This is my untold stories before Camp-Halfblood; These are The Untold Stories of Alex Burke.
I was a troubled kid, what can I say? It was your average, boring day of school. It was the weirdest day I have ever had, and it all started 2 months ago, in my best friends back yard. I got up for school made breakfast for me and my mom and hopped on the bus and went to school like any other kid. I was on the …show more content…
You two still going to those grieving and coping classes?” he said, standing over me. We had just got off the bus. And I decided to ignore him and move on as the burning sensation hit my gut once again with grief. I got the flashback of when I was told my brother, Michael, died in a boating accident. My dad left the three of us when I was born. He left right after Michael was born then came back for a while and shortly after my mom had me. Then he took off again and never came back. My mom just couldn’t leave the house for the longest time after that. But anyway, we had to cope like everyone else. I have to take care of my mom and myself when it comes to cooking and cleaning. But back to what happened. The rest of the day became the usual, until the end of the day. I walk outside and started my way from the bus stop. When I got off I saw my best friend Jake. Me and Jake go way back. We have basically known each other since 5th grade. But here is what was weird, Jake was eating a metal can, like a pop can. So decided to hide behind a tree and watch what he does. So after he eats the rest of the can he goes in the house so I followed him. He goes out to his back yard and climb over his statue-like fence like he showed me, and I at this point it was a blessing that he taught