"In the beginning, God said let there be light" Well I don't f** king believe in that s**t, not because I'm an atheist nor is it because I'm also a god, but because I believe that the beginning was the end of something, but what that thing is, is what we call secret; the only thing that keeps this f**king world in place... let's just leave that shit talk for the damn philosophers. What i'm trying to say is that in this f**king world, the beginning ain't matter neither does the end. What matters is the period between them....f**k!! Now I'm talking like a sage.

My name is ...um... well you see, that's the problem, unlike God, who has tons of names probably locked up in cellar or something and remembers them all, I don't, but I do remember my first name, I mean the name i was given by my parents, elvis Jacobs.... wait that's not it. S** t!! I've forgotten my first name again... no wait ... its elvis Mcja...aco...obs... no, it's Mctaylor, elvis Mctaylor

I know what you're thinking, "who the f**k is this f**ker, who's f** king up our f**king story..." Well its me, the owner of the f** cking life, I wasn't always like this though, you know the personality and all, it's all due to my f**ked up life. So to know me better, let's just rewind a bit back to 1...36...48..(thinking of how many years back) it doesn't f**king matter!! Let's go back to my five year old birthday.

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My fifth f**king birthday

I don't really remember much about my childhood, but what I do remember is that I was a cute little hamster who was showered with love and affection by my super rich family. I could say i never lacked anything, even the maids and the other members of the large a*s family treated me like an egg... f**k, now I'm starting to get emotional.

"Mommy Mommy, let's go to the park " my five year old self said. Awww, I'm just so f**king cute and adorable...( oh, I'm going to reduce my f**king curses so as to not corrupt my five year old self)

My smooth and fresh glowing skin beats that of the smurf, and my short legs makes me look cuter than a chipmunk. Take that aalvin.

My mom who is standing beside an ice cream stall, looks back and hands me a chocolate flavoured ice cream.

"Whatever you want honey, today is all about you" my beautiful mom said, with a smile and touched the tip of my nose with her index finger. I let out a huge smile that brings out my hamster like cheeks.

I ran up to her embrace and gave her a big hug.

"I love you mom" I said. Sniff sniff, f**k, are these f**king tears coming out of my eyes? S** t, now my god like aura has been wiped out... oops sorry about the curses again.

"Are you guys missing something, or you want to miss it on purpose" a thick masculine voice came from behind us, I looked back and I saw my dad.

"Daddy!!" I yelled and ran up to him, with a hug, he lifted me up but my ice cream falls down.

" Hey little chipmunk, don't worry about the ice cream, I'll buy the entire stall if you want more" He said, and I laughed. Dad, what I remember about my dad is that he is a very nice father who played with me a lot. Despite being the successor of the Mctaylors, which was a big work for him, he still found time for me which made me feel special.

"You know kiddo, you and I should be hugging more than you do to your mom, you know like a manly thing " He continued and I nod with a huge smile.

"Yeah, now give your mom a manly smoulder like I taught you that day" He said again. I fold my arms, inhale deeply and give my mom a smoulder, we all laugh as we walk into the park.

The day ran by pretty fast but I was able to make a lot of memories, that I still remember till today. It wasn't really the fun that made me enjoy the day, but because I was with my mom and dad throughout, and when I told them about this, they buried me In their embrace.

'Ring'

'Ring'

My dad phone ringed, and he was asked to go home immediately, he asked what the problem was but it seemed really urgent so we all headed home.

They say you are the author of your story, I could literally rewrite my own story if i wanted to, but even I know the pain and suffering that lies beyond this day is what made me, and I won't change it, because the man I was yesterday, made me the god I am now.