hello audience ..this is my life story..I'm going back to my latest memory..i was 7 years of age...i can remember thinking to my-self .."what am i going to do in the fut ere " ...i would never realize how my life would change..at that time i saw everything as a game..nothing to be scared of...other than the dark and "spider"...ill tell you about that another time....anyway..i was a good kid..for the most...i never really did anything wrong ..other than not cleaning my dish or taking out the garage...but i can say i was a Lil trouble maker...i remember i had a fascination towards fire...come on i was a guy..what 7 year old did not love fire...the way it moves..and feels and destroys....me and some Friends lived in a quit area...i mean there was really no action other than the train passing every 4 hours and the plans flying by...there was not much to do in this area..so we gathered branches and the paper stuff off the paper tree...and a red wagon ..we loaded it up with stuff to burn and a lil gasoline and Bam...the sun was in our face..dancing , flickering and consuming the everything ...at first it was a mind blowing event..until the wagon tilted over spreading the fire on the tree...i was scared...so i ran to the street and saw the fire spread on the tree burning it with no mercy..and also my home "tree fort" ..all being eating away..but what happen next was even worse....the tree was next to some guys house..and a burning branch fell right on it...a few seconds later..the house was in a flame..and i was shitting my pants...and all i just saw was my mom wiping my ass with a belt..or anything she can get a hold of ...of course someone saw the fore and called the firemen and i was long gone by then...the asked around how the fire stared ...i was afraid i was going to be locked up..and sent to jail...but my friend josh..took the blame...why..i have no idea..he said i owed him home...but 2 months after the fire ..i never saw him again...i can remember looking in my class for him and asking around ..trying to see if anyone knew were he went..but no on knew..its like he just vanished like a ghost...and then hit 6Th grade...where my good day es ended....