I used to go on vacation to Atlanta on occasion, where I saw cable TV because we didn't have it back home. One of the channels I enjoyed was the Disney Channel, where I saw children enjoying the time of their lives acting and being kooky and smart and endearing and I wanted to be one of those kids. It's so disgusting to find out now how children are treated in Hollywood, with worthless, airheaded parents who leave their children with creepy and pedophilic directors and producers. I've never been so glad to not be a Disney kid.
Speaking of Atlanta, in 2011, while on vacation there, my father died. What was worse than his death was seeing some extended family behave really awfully. After he died, my sister went to Texas to pick up his body, so me, my nephew, and my other sister were alone for the first 3 peaceful days. I remember wanting to go to the Subway nearby before my aunt came to my sister's house wanting to see the stash of money my father left with her. We couldn't let her inside though, so she started getting aggressive at the door, which was a bar door and wood door behind it. She used some cutting tool to cut at the design of the bar door so she could unlock it, then more family members arrived to see what was happening and some told us to also open the door, which was stressful being about 14. Luckily, my other sister called my sister, we told her what was happening and she simply said to call the cops.
The shit that went down taught me a couple of things. One, my father was the center of the family, and when he died, they more or less scattered. Two, he was the center because he was a salesman. What did he selll exactly? Well it starts with W, M, R, G, etc. That'll attract flies. It also taught me how good people act in the wake of tragedy.
