BACKGROUND VOICE.

"People always say forgiveness is the best revenge, but most of these people are the type to always or maybe retaliate over a joking insult, back where I was from, half the population didn't care about black kids but it was fine because the other halves who cared were mostly drug dealers, criminals, and junkies, and it was all for their benefits."

"I had a family twice, my biological family died from a gang attack, and my little sister and I were molested right in front of my parents, of course, my dad tried to man up and got shot, but my mom was more of a man than my dad but still got sexually abused after they shoved a shovel down her throat because she resisted taking her underwear off, my little sister died falling into a stupor, I was laying on the ground butt naked gasping for air and in every second I convulsed slowly as my eyes widely stirred at my whole family been taken away from me, the tip of my fingers glitched a few times until I finally I passed out"

"3months later, I woke up in what it seems to be a hospital, and I have just been adopted by a wealthy white family, Mr & Mrs. Goodman, they treated me as their own, loved me, cared for me, of course, their daughter, my sister, Jessy Goodman, took months to accept me but she came to love me and I was finally happy again."

"3years later, I had just turned 15 and my adopted family was giving me a small birthday celebration gathering at the dining table, my foster sister handed me a wrapped box and urged me to open it, I happily declined, my cheeks filled with smiles, I never wanted that day to end, the guilt I have harbored have started to slowly give away to happiness, I chuckled in silence as I watched my foster mom stretching for the bowl of spaghetti on the table while my foster dad was busy telling his boring dad jokes with his fork sticking on his meat loaves and his head almost leaning forward the direction Jessy sat, I have always wondered how she does that, laugh to all her dad's... I mean to all our dad's bad jokes."

"Just while we were having our laughs at the diner, the doorbell rang, dad hurried to get the door hoping it was his daily stop-by colleague, Mr. Watts."

BAOW! (The sound of a gunshot at the doorway got our attention)

we hurried only to find Dad on the floor with his head wide open from a bullet hole."

Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ( Jessy and mom both screamed simultaneously )

"while I stood there behind them watching as Dad's blood gushes out like a small stream, my heart had started to pound faster than it could, my lips started moving simultaneously while I murmured what I couldn't spell, my hands vibrating, what I knew to be happiness started turning to hate little by the second, my eyebrows raised and I stirred at the man in the doorway who was now pointing his gun at Jessy, he gave a little smirk then pulled the trigger on Jessy but I couldn't let Jessy die, I dived in without thinking and the bullet went through my head."

"just as my eyes start to fade slowly, a question hit me,"

"Are You Happy?"

"and as it continues to ask, I realized this wasn't me asking myself, this was much more from a high power, a voice deep and soft as snow asked me again."

"Are You Happy?"

"My body was slowly dying but my thought was alive, I thought to myself, could this possibly be the end of me?"

"Then I thought again, happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed, happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace, and gratitude but they took that all away from me again and I will never rest now until justice is served."

"My name is Isaac Goodman ashiwe and I am Vengeance."