My B-days have usually gone ok, or atleast someone tries, but something always goes wrong.

It was my 11th b-day & my first time getting that nasty week long, monthly thing.


It was either my 14th or 15th b-day.
I'll NEVER forget this one. I had my B-day at my grandparents in Verner/Ontario/Canada & it went well (I don't remember anything bad happening during the actually party).

It was about 11:45pm & my sis & I were in the big bedroom, chatting in bed. We left the window open for air & u can hear all the traffic on the HWY (80km/hr traffic).

Then all of a sudden we hear BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG!!! I knew that wasn't normal, the village only has about 1000 people in it & no hunting. I couldn't check it out then, but I sure found out what happened the fallowing day.

Something didn't feel nor smell right as I left the house at 11am, to go to my grandpas store to pick up some free junkfood. I took my normal root there & wish I took (I walk) the HWY insted.

I saw yellow police tape surounding the corner house. I had to go past it & the smell was SOOOO bad. Blood was everywhere, it was all over the house, the deck, the grass, the sidewalk, the road, windows, it was everywhere!! It looked like someone tossed buckets of blood at the house.

I asked my uncles what on earth happened lastnight (they work in the store too). I was told (so & so & was told that I met him) had commited suicide by cop. He hid his wife in the kitchen & hid behind the fridge which was blocking the door to the house. He jumped out & pointed the gun at the cops & they blew him away. & the reason it smelled so bad, was because they couldn't move/touch the body until the Toronto police got there (4-5 hours away!!!) & these stupid cops didn't show up until 10am & the guys dead body was baking in the heat. it was 30-35C that morning, very hot.



Sweet 16th b-day. No one showed up, but my sis did everything to make it all better.


But since I've lived with Rob, We order Swiss Chalate (sp) Ribs to go. & eat it at home & watch Movies. On Rob's B-days I'm not allowed to buy him anything, I can't even see him. He hides in his room far away from his mother. She torments him on his b-day. I plan to make his b-days fun when we move out, same with x-mas. I know he'll love holidays with me