Go to my room

I finally went to my bedroom after a long day, i felt really exhausted but not wanting to sleep so i laid in my bed, staring at the ceiling and wondering what to do...

I needed to think about something but i didn't know what - until it came to my mind, i need to reflect on my life, like i always do. Reflecting is like my favorite thing in the world, getting lost in my own thoughts and learning things about myself is a really fulfilling thing and it helped me a lot when i had trouble and needed and answer to my problems.

But what could i reflect on? i asked myself and after thinking of a bunch of things i came up with an answer You What? Yes, you, yes indeed, i needed to think about myself and so i did, after arguing with myself for 10 minutes about who was who - it turned out that we were the same person, my conscience and i were the same but different, i always talked to it but it got confussing when i started referring to it as another individual.

So what could i say about you? i thought I don't know, maybe we should start from the beginning to see how we ended up like this i replied to myself Good idea! and so i began to go down memory lane and start from the beggining.

Who am i? is how it started but it quickly turned into an existencial crisis so i started to think about all of the things i knew about myself and my past.

Well, i am André Price, son of Anthony and Emily Price, i am 18 years old, my birthday is October 31st, yes, Halloween. I guess i was an abomination when i was born but let's keep going.

I was born when my mom was only 16 and i already had a half sister from my dad side, her name is Annie Price, she was 2 years older than me and we spent our entire childhood playing together, being great friends and having an awesome brother-sister friendship that kinda made me who i am today.

I guess i have to go back and see how my childhood was - i remember dad buying a fancy house when i was 4 and later going to a nice school were i made great friends and... oh yes, my first crush, Molly Jenkins, a cute girl that stole me a kiss. I think Annie got jealous of her and tried to keep her away from me because she apparently was a "bad influence"

I have to give it to her though, my sister always had my back, in elementary school she pretended to be my girlfriend to impress some of my friends and later become the most popular kid in class, oh the good times they were.

But wait, i'm focusing to much in my awesome childhood, filled with dreams, games, cool movies, and all the good memories but i was forgetting something - middle school, puberty and the worst part of my life.