Welcome to my home. My name is Isaiah. You can probably tell by my photo that home is not a happy place for me. I come from a large family which is full of conflict, mainly thanks to my father. But this is a very long story so I will try to keep it in small doses.
You see, my father, Fabian, is a businessman and stressed 99% of the time. He's known to have a very short temper. Furthermore he's what we call in this town a "serial romantic." I guess I am lucky that he's always managed to smooth things over with my mother after wandering? I know I have a few half-siblings who have never known their father. Why they stay together is absolutely beyond me. Maybe it's just out of habit. Maybe somewhere deep down my father loves his family. He's always just had a strange way of showing it.
And below would be my mother. I feel a little sad for her because she tries to do her best for us. It is my personal opinion however that the best thing she could have done would have been to leave my father and raise us alone, rather than be in a house with constant yelling. We will get to my brothers and sisters later maybe. They are many, five of them in fact. These are just my full siblings.
As soon as I became an adult I moved away from this house. I got a $20,000 loan from the bank and moved to a different neighborhood, although still in the same town. This is where my story begins.
