THE END

A few months ago I heard that my family is planning to go to a concert that I do not know what is based on but I was kinda excited because it was my first time going to a concert. A few weeks passed until it was the day to go to the concert. Once we went there there were so many delays till it was time to get into the building. As we were finding our seats at the concert till it had started, but instead of why we went for it, a few bands came in and started playing till a person started talking of how his team started helping out in a community for deaf people. Now here's how it started. My older brother repeat what he said but replace the word ''Deaf" using the word

"Death", he said "This guy said he's in a community for DEATH people". Now I just realizes of what my older brother said so I was like "huh?" then he repeated himself and so now I understand of what he said and I said "oh..ohhh" and so I started laughing because now I know why he said that, which is because it sounded like he did said that and so my twin brother started laughing for a bit and said "dumbo". Now until a mother in front of us looked straight at me and she said "What's so funny huh?... why are you laughing at deaf people, you think it's funny?" Now I was about to talk to her and tell her that I wasn't laughing about dead people but then my older brother started talking to her first, now they started talking fast and so here's what it gets worse. As they were arguing with each other the other started pointing at me saying " then why was he laughing, huh?, there's nothing wrong with dead people, my daughter's deaf..." and so now she makes it sound like I was a bad person. After they were arguing, my dad put his hand in front of her face to loose communication and so my mother ask my older brother of what was happening and so he told her. After he told her, she told me to switch seats, so that the other won't bother me and my mother told me that I did nothing wrong, which I agree with. So my mom switched sheets, which made the mother scared and looked away,because she was arguing to a minor, which is me. If I could learn something, I would learn not to laugh until it was an appropriate time so nothing like this would happen which was crazy because it was also my FIRST TIME going to a concert.

When I was around 6 years old I remember living with my grandma (my dad's mom), my uncle (my dad's brother), and my younger brother. A thorn had entered my uncle's eye, when he was cutting random grass to plant crops. I have no idea what he was cutting the grass with, but that thing had pressure, and a thorn ended up in his left eye or right eye? I don't remember. So he had to be taken to very far away--which I don't remember where he had to be taken to, so my grandma had to go and throw me and my brother to my aunt's house (my mom's sister) and she left to take care of her "baby" even though he was a grown man--probably in his 30s or 40s ( not important but he was bald). After some months, the day came where I had my accident. I have no clear memory what I was doing before I fell, but I was running down the wide concrete stairs, as I was running down the stairs I tripped on the damn hoes. Then I started to fall and roll down the remaining steps. When I got to the end, I wasn't able to move--like if I was paralyzed. I was a crying mess. My aunt didn't take me to a hospital because it was expensive, so she sat me down and mixed honey with sugar, and put it in the places that hurt the most. I wasn't able to move for a month, then soon I was able to slowly move around. The end!

Timeskip to a few years ago, their family went on a beach trip! They returned bearing gifts , living, breathing, crawling gifts. You guessed it hermit crabs! She had finally gotten revenge, and my dad being the overachiever that he is went out and got the hermit crabs a whole bunch of stuff to keep them alive. This is not at all what my mom wanted, she wanted to be rid of them as quickly as possible. you've got to understand just how boring these things are. They are basically nocturnal, and DO NOT MOVE, like EVER. They are just barely better that a pet rock, just BARELY. We originally had two, but one died. The funny thing is, it had been dead for a long, long time. But we literally COULD NOT TELL THE DIFFERENCE. That's how "active" they were.

So now we are stuck with one hermit crab, that will probably end up as a gift to someone else as a joke.