My Story

  There was a boy named Johnny, he was 12 years old and lived a pretty normal life. He went to school, had friends, and his family was pretty wealthy. He had a father, named Edison, a step mom, named Marie , and 2 sisters. There really wasn’t anything important when it came to their family. Except for one thing, he was a spoiled brat. He would beg and cry for the stuff he wanted, he would get mad whenever he didn’t get the stuff, but he would only get mad at his step mom for no reason. It’s like if he was her boss and she would do what ever he said. Johnny wasn’t really thankful of the things he had received and his step mom loved him no matter how disrespectful he was towards her. He thought the only reason she was nice was because she was trying to look good in front of Johnny’s dad. When ever Johnny came back from school he would always yell for his step mom to make him some of his lunch, and if he didn’t like it then he wound throw it away! Johnny had all the toys and games he wanted, yet he was still ungrateful and thought there’s was always more for him. But there was one particular day that would have changed Johnny’s life forever.  His mom was out doing some shopping when as she was coming back home she had gotten into a car very bad car accident and died. During that time Johnny was still at school and no one in their family had found out yet. So when Johnny got home he did the usual, call for his mom and waited till she got to him. But that time she never came to him. His father had heard him and went up to him to tell him the bad news. Once his dad told him what happened, Johnny felt a little heart broken, even though she had passed Johnny was being his own self like usual and said “wow, who’s going to make my food now?” At that point his father had slapped him in the face and grounded him, finally disciplining him for once. The sad part was that Johnny never learned from that, he never learned to cherish life and how important it was.