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Bases by: SelenaEde and Box-of-Ideas

Welp... I say this every time I do this but...
damn... 300 watchers...
Well, at this point, I have 300+ because of personal delays

I would like to personally thank each and every last one of you for sticking with me for this long
As a special treat, I thought it would be fitting to tell y'all a bit about myself

I was born the fifth child to my parents: one of a future 15 kids
Believe me, I know, that's a lot of kids. Most people don't believe me when I say we all have the same parents either.

My childhood mostly consisted of eye-problems and ear infections.
It got so bad, that at the age of five, I had surgery to correct strabismus in both of my eyes
I've had to wear glasses for as long as I could remember, and I still have a pair of thick glasses that I don't wear as often as I should

I was about 10 when my family moved from the home I grew up in.
Sure, we didn't move very far, but it was still a bit difficult.
The little trailer-home we lived in at the time was quickly getting to small for our family, especially since my mom was expecting my twin brothers
So, we moved a few miles away, and ended up living right next door to my moms parents.
Let me tell you, life was never the same living next to nana (my mom's mother)

My life was pretty standard after that for a few years.
Almost every year, we would welcome a new addition to our family, even though some of them didn't get to see the world outside of the hospital.
Soon, I had three little sisters, and three little brothers to go with my three older brothers.
I was officially what I like to call "the middle child"

Everything changed the day my youngest sister was born...

My youngest sister was born with a chromosome deficiency
She was always either being x-rayed or sick in her little bed
We all knew she didn't have long, but I never expected it to be so hard...

I remember like it was yesterday
It was late at night... February 14...
My dad came into me and my sisters room, and woke me and my oldest little sister. He quietly explained that our sister had died a few minutes ago...

He and mom went to go get their dinner, and by the time they went back into their room, she was already gone...
That night was the longest night of my life...

It was hard for me to cope with losing her. Sure, I lost siblings before, but none of them were around long enough for us to bond with like she was...
It was that year when I made one of the biggest mistakes I can remember...

It was the year that Undertale came out. Me and my sister used to watch the playthroughs together.
The characters spoke to me in a way that nothing had at the moment

Here was a little boy who was trying to cope with losing his brother to a sickness he couldn't help with
What started out as a like turned into obsession

I'm not proud of it, but Undertale became a crutch for years.
It wasn't until my parents spoke to us about it that I realized how wrong it was. They explained that by using the excuse that the past year was rough, I was disrespecting the memory of my sister
It was a huge wake up call, and I'll never forget that ten-minute talk that I had with my parents

Ever since that year, my life's been changed forever.
And maybe, it was for the better.

My little sister was a gift. One that was taken too soon, but a gift to us all
Death is a natural part of life, as crazy as it sounds.
All I ask is that you don't feel sorry for me.
It took a while, but its getting easier to cope with.
Just means I have connections in high places.

It's just my crazy life

Here's to 300 watchers, hopefully this is just the beginning

Description

Bases by: SelenaEde and Box-of-Ideas

Welp... I say this every time I do this but...
damn... 300 watchers...
Well, at this point, I have 300+ because of personal delays

I would like to personally thank each and every last one of you for sticking with me for this long
As a special treat, I thought it would be fitting to tell y'all a bit about myself

I was born the fifth child to my parents: one of a future 15 kids
Believe me, I know, that's a lot of kids. Most people don't believe me when I say we all have the same parents either.

My childhood mostly consisted of eye-problems and ear infections.
It got so bad, that at the age of five, I had surgery to correct strabismus in both of my eyes
I've had to wear glasses for as long as I could remember, and I still have a pair of thick glasses that I don't wear as often as I should

I was about 10 when my family moved from the home I grew up in.
Sure, we didn't move very far, but it was still a bit difficult.
The little trailer-home we lived in at the time was quickly getting to small for our family, especially since my mom was expecting my twin brothers
So, we moved a few miles away, and ended up living right next door to my moms parents.
Let me tell you, life was never the same living next to nana (my mom's mother)

My life was pretty standard after that for a few years.
Almost every year, we would welcome a new addition to our family, even though some of them didn't get to see the world outside of the hospital.
Soon, I had three little sisters, and three little brothers to go with my three older brothers.
I was officially what I like to call "the middle child"

Everything changed the day my youngest sister was born...

My youngest sister was born with a chromosome deficiency
She was always either being x-rayed or sick in her little bed
We all knew she didn't have long, but I never expected it to be so hard...

I remember like it was yesterday
It was late at night... February 14...
My dad came into me and my sisters room, and woke me and my oldest little sister. He quietly explained that our sister had died a few minutes ago...

He and mom went to go get their dinner, and by the time they went back into their room, she was already gone...
That night was the longest night of my life...

It was hard for me to cope with losing her. Sure, I lost siblings before, but none of them were around long enough for us to bond with like she was...
It was that year when I made one of the biggest mistakes I can remember...

It was the year that Undertale came out. Me and my sister used to watch the playthroughs together.
The characters spoke to me in a way that nothing had at the moment

Here was a little boy who was trying to cope with losing his brother to a sickness he couldn't help with
What started out as a like turned into obsession

I'm not proud of it, but Undertale became a crutch for years.
It wasn't until my parents spoke to us about it that I realized how wrong it was. They explained that by using the excuse that the past year was rough, I was disrespecting the memory of my sister
It was a huge wake up call, and I'll never forget that ten-minute talk that I had with my parents

Ever since that year, my life's been changed forever.
And maybe, it was for the better.

My little sister was a gift. One that was taken too soon, but a gift to us all
Death is a natural part of life, as crazy as it sounds.
All I ask is that you don't feel sorry for me.
It took a while, but its getting easier to cope with.
Just means I have connections in high places.

It's just my crazy life

Here's to 300 watchers, hopefully this is just the beginning