chapter 1: I Am Alive

Hey ragazzi scommettere il vostro chiedendo come I surivied il Beatdown brutale dal mio ex gruppo i

 randagi. Beh, io in realtà non lo so. Oh s**t my bad I didn't realize I was speaking Italian. Let me start

 over. Hey guys it’s me Roscoe bet your wondering how I survived the brutal beat down by my ex gang

 the strays. Well I actually don’t know. When they left head to my toes were jelly. I was lying in my own

 pool of blood until the paramedics came and I’m guessing kept me alive. The doctors were astonished at

 what they were facing, but one of the doctors that was there knew exactly what he had to do. He ordered

 the doctors and nurses to get him the stuff that he needed for the surgery.

A long 72 hours later the team had sewed up my wounds, replaced my blood and put me in a

 body cast. I was on life support for three weeks. When I woke up my family was there happy

 that I was alive. Two things really sucked I had to drink my food from a straw and I had to s**t in a bedpan underneath me and boy it wasn't pretty. I managed to cope with it because well the Red Star nurses were pretty hot. My family was there bringing me cards from people around the town saying to get well, hope everything will be fine, and etc. even though my mom was in Washington he chatted on Skype most days telling me that she loves me well you know the motherly stuff. As for my friends well I wasn't sure if they were my friends anymore after I called them fake.

Two months had past and finally after being mummified my body cast was removed and my bones

 were healed unfortunately I had to go to physical therapy to get my strength back and to tell you what that

 wasn't easy. I didn't want to quit so I pushed on until I could feel my strength back. I ran a lot too to get

 back into shape and to go back to playing soccer. That month of physical therapy was over and I was

 happy to hear that I was going to be going home, but something didn't feel right. Being beat down 

ans then facing the world again where possibilities it could happen again scared me, but I knew everything

 that has happened to me was just to make me stronger. Tenth grade awaits people, later.