DNA: A Child's Story

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Alright. This is part of my Story I am still working on ^^ I hope you like it. I'm ONLY Doing chapters 1, 2, and 3. but their long chapters so... yeah. DONT POST 'TIL I SAY YOU CAN!

Plot;

''After death, nothing matters anymore. Everything's peacefull now.'' ~ Aleighandro Neiall Moon

When a newborn child is born everything changes. 3 years later, on his birthday December 24, his parents and his family get into a car accident. The child named Aleighandro Neiall Moon, looses part of his memory and develops short-term memory loss, ADD and ADHD. His parents are dead, big brother and sister missing. He's alone. He soon, goes into 3 foster homes. His first foster home was an elderly couple that soon dies 3 days after he came. He was then moved to another foster home. His second foster home had two abusive parents. They were alcoholics and drug users. They would come up with evil ways to kill Aleighandro. His third foster home was with 2 very kind partents with 3 children of their own. He got along with them, until one day he second foster parents lied and said they wanted him back. The Social Service agent that was incharge of caring for Aleighandro, took him back to his second foster home and he never went back to his third foster home again. He went back to his origional days of abuse and torture and one day the FBI and a child abuse agent come to the house and rescued him.
Now what will happen? Will he survive the lonely life ahead? Or will his trauma destroy his life?


Note;
This is NOT the exact plot because i'm modifiying a few things. ^^

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*Chapter 1*

"It was perfect. The day I was born 'til the day I died. I was happy. Did I say Happy? I ment.... uh. Crazy. The days from here to then were crazy. You could say I was some kind of freak with no life at all. Some kind of cute boy with no momories of the good days that he used to have. Me, my family, My cousin. You could say all that was great... but I don't think so.''

I was born on December 24, 1996 christmas eve. I don't like talking about the year i was born and so forth. Where I was born? Well i was actually born in Britain. London, England to be exact. You could say i was the Prince of the Royal family at that time but really disliked being one. All the marrage arrangements and all that. No it was too much for me and my family. So when i was born my family packed their bags and took us to the US. Where we stayed in New York, in a medium sized house, the land 8 acers big and everything. Right next to my cousin Rosie, who lived up the road from us. I didn't know, that three years later there would be something very unexpected happening that would change the my life forever. On christmas Eve, December 24, 1999, my parents were out shopping for their last minuet presents. My family and I were driving home, when the car slid on black ice and swerved off the road. We ended up hitting a telephone pole and got jamed inbetween the pole and the trees. I didn't know my parents were killed on the spot, my bigger sis and brother were knocked out. But I did know I, Aleighandro, was asleep the whole time.


''I looked out the window as we were driving down that beautiful snow covered road. The houses we passed had christmas lights. Those pretty lights hung from trees, houses, and even mailboxes. The light shining off of those decorations was reflected off the white snow and looked really pretty. I smiled and drifted off to a peacefull sleep in the back seat of our car. The rythem of the vehicle driving down the road. It was so soothing and calm, it put me right to sleep. It was a good thing too. I missed my morning and afternoon nap and i was pretty cranky. I didn't feel much as we slid off the road. I felt my head smack the window and I heard the sound of people screaming, sirens blaring, mom and dad saying something, my brother and sister getting out of the car and running away like little puppies with their tail between their legs. But me? Well I blacked out.''

It scared me, what happened next. My door was being broken into, with something mum and dad called 'The Jaws of Life' or somethin' or other. I never really remembered, what they told me. These people broke open my door and pulled me out. I don't think I was a good sight. One person said they wanted an EMT stat. I didn't know what the ment by that. Emmerson Metro Telecinesis? I didn't know myself. The so called EMT ran up. She was a pretty girl, brown hair green eyes cute smile. She gently checked me over. She said I had a coconutison. I blinked and looked at her, my mouth slowly moving to create the word. She chuckled when I had pronounced 'concusion' as 'coconutison'. She picked me up and carried me to what did they call it? An ambulence? I think so. I was layed on a wierd yet soft bed, it was what they called a 'stretcher'. They hooked me up to somekind of IV or what the called an 'intervenus drip' and put this mask over my face. The air was so much easier to breathe, it wasn't a thick as the air in the car. I sighed and closed my eyes. The EMT slowly rubbed my head and told me it was going to be alright.

'' it was like dèjà vu all over again. Needels being jabbed into me, by the way I have a phobeia for neddles. I go nutz. Everyone screaming, at me or to another person. I was staring at the celing, my vision was failing.... this black cloud started clowly creeping up from the corners of my eyes. They started checking my vital signs, one person said my heartrate was dropping. And fast. That black cloud had covered most of my sight now. When the cloud had finally taken over my sight, I drifted off. Noises becoming softer and softer 'til i could hear nothing but high pitched ringing in my ears. The last things I heard before I blacked out was 'someone call his aunt and uncle!' , 'get this kid to the hospital now!' , and 'someone get a doctor on stand by!' Then it was all silent.''

I was still somewhat unconsious when we arrived to the hospital. They rushed me inside. All I saw was lights flashing as they pushed me down the hall. Nurses gasping as this three year old passed by. I saw the blurry yet recognizeable face of my mom's boss. Mom was a nurse. My mom's boss a doctor. I saw her crying while running next to me. They pushed me to the surgical room, and gently layed me to on the cold metal table. There was knives and heart monitors, and other weird things there. I got scared and started screaming for mommy and daddy. My mom's boss tried to hush me, I began thrashing around trying to get off the table. They must have thought I was Insane. They bound me down and put another mask on my face. Large bursts of pain shot through me as I still tried to resist this. They began making me breathe in this wierd gas mom called an 'anesthetic' or 'anesthesia' more commonly called. I began to get incredibly tired and slowly drifted of in to a peaceful sleep.

''They looked at me, their eyes wide as I thrashed around on the table, screaming wildly. Like a newborn baby crying for their mom. I was in searing pain. They tried and failed to calm me down. There was this creepy beeping sound, the one monitor was going crazy with all the wierd numbers and letters. The one person said my 'blood pressure was to high, we need to calm him before he gives himself a heartattack.' They put another mask on me and started to release a gas that made me sleepy. My ankles and wrists were lightly bound to the table so I couldn't move as much. And with that I fell asleep again.''

[koegami]

Alright, I'm gonna change it up a bit. Now theres going to me a little more talking involved.))

*Chapter 2*

The surgery was pratically painless. I didn't fell a thing, thanks to that gas they called 'anesthesia' and the medication they have called pain killer. But seriously! i'm only 3 years old and their giving me medication!. After the surgery, I was put in another room. My cousin, aunt and uncle were there, sitting in chairs next to me while i layed in some stupid hospital bed covered in stitches and
bandages. I still had that mask over my face, more IV's stuck in me, and even these heart monitor chords in me as well. I slowly came 'round from the anesthetic. My eyes slowly opened, my ice-blue eyes dull and clouded.

My cousin smiled at me. "thank god your alright.'' she said to me, taking a moment to breathe a sigh of relief.

I smiled, that's the only thing I could do. My eyes traveled from Rosie to my aunt and uncle, Mike and Machell. Their faces were worried yet releved. I blinked and looked towards the door as my mom's boss came in, followed behind was my family doctor. Dr. Daniel Ershnier. Yes. a funny name but that's what parents wanted so I won't argue with that. Mommy's boss walked over to me and gently rubbed my head.

"It's alright. Were gonna take good care of you. Until your able to fully recover, I've asked your aunt and uncle to watch you while you recover at their home. But before then there's something I need to tell you." she said.

Christina Ross. That's what her name was, all this time! I knew it started with a C and her last name was Ross. I looked at her in a confused yet scared face. She smiled at me. I wondered what she ment by 'there's something i need to tell you.' Inside of me there was ths feeling, a bad feeling, like something terrible happened bad feeling. I stared at her like she was lying to me and everything was going to be ok. She gave me that fake 'it's ok everything is ok' smile.

"Aleighandro~" she began.

I flinched. I didn't like my name. 'Aleighandro Neiall Moon.' Who would name their child that?! I mean come. on. really? anyway. I re-named my self Luka. I stared at her. A mixture of undersanding and anger in my eyes. She winced.

"I mean, Luka." there was a pause. "Luka, your parents. their dead. your brother and sister... w-we don't know where they are." she finished.

I blinked. My parents.. Dead? What to you mean dead?! Is what I wanted to say but all that came out was another scream. Rosie mooved the mask from my face and slapped a hand over my mouth. She moved her hand once I stopped screaming. Rosie looked like she'd burst into tears, and I admit I was too. She stared at me, her eyes got tears in them she turned away from me and buried her face in her dad's arms. I could see she was crying, my vision blurred as I began crying as well. Hot tears running down my cheeks as I cried. Rosie's mom came over and gently hugged me. I cried into her shoulder, Christina was crying while Daniel stayed silent and looked at the ground. I was literally heartbroken. What was I going to do now? Will I live on my own? or with my Aunt and uncle who surley would refuse to take me in? I don't know.

WIP

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*Chapter 3*

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You guys can post your thoughts on it as I go. ^^ You can maybe give me a few hints on what not to do and what to do. Weather you like it or not. I don't mind ^^ So you guys can post. I would like to know if it's good or not. I'm hoping to publish this as soon as I finish the story and edit it.