Sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do. To some people that means getting in fights, or even finding someone to get in a fight with. Even if it doesn't solve anything. To others, that means staying out of other people's way or helping others. Well, I can't tell you much about the fighting, but here's my story.

When I was little, my mom always told me to give people a chance, and the benefit of the doubt. So I did. However, everything changed when this particular person came to town. Everything changed BIG time! 

I thought it was a dream. It must have been because I woke up in the hospital. When i woke up, everyone was standing there. Mom, Dad, Kevin, the whole family. But something was different. Mom was standing weird. My eyes were a little blurry, but it looked like she was holding something. A baby? My BABY?!