#1 The beginning

Prologue 

As written by Kaleb

Gabriel grew up in an interesting childhood. With an older brother, lots of relatives, his parents, and his friends, he was never lonely. He grew up with few toys and had only music as a creative outlet. I don't know much else than that because we never really talk about it, it's always the same things. And I couldn't tell you much about his childhood from personal experience because I wasn't there until a little over a decade into his life. 

I on the other hand grew up with the world at my fingertips. I was and am still an only child. I had tons of toys, tons of ways to express my creativity, etc. I too grew up with cousins and lots of aunts and uncles and grandparents. But no matter how many people are around you, you never really get close until you want to. I played with my cousins like all good little boys do, being in the middle with older and younger cousins, I never felt like I belonged anywhere. I was always too old or always too young, I was never in a place where I felt right. At first I was unhappy and have been told that I cried a lot as a child, so I learned to control my feelings, I put on a smile and agreed that it was all ok because they were just having fun. I knew my mom sensed all this and I wish I could have done something to be more strong; to save her from the pain of seeing her child in pain. But I digress. I once had a best friend, she was of the opposite sex and was in fact korean. Our mothers were good friends and I remember her mom used to cut my hair. I hadn't known that our friendship, that relationship, would shape who I am today. All the parents used to poke fun and say that she was my girlfriend and that someday we would get married. And I would immediately reply as little boys do in movies, with a "no!!!" Around the time when I was 5 or 6 she moved away, and I never saw her again. Now that you know some of the past, we'll let the real story unfold.