I want to tell you all about my life story....how I grew up and how I got this scar and my voice cracking......I may cry....but Marlene has helped me threw this....and I want to share it all with u guys.....
When I was 6 years old.....I was out swimming....having the Time of my life...my mom was watching me....it was a good day....until my mom saw a Scorka come towards me....she jumped in and grabbed me out of the water.....and I turned around....and she was gone.....I was so heartbroken to see my mom die right in front of my eyes....I went threw a deep depression.....I had to go to therapy.....and then my life got worse.....I would go home and my dad would abuse me.....he would punch, kick, and stomp on me.....he would take me to the doctors and lie and say that I did this to myself or kids beat me up....i was too afraid to tell anyone because he would threaten to kill me if I did....after a while....I finally ran away from home......and met skipper and the others...they took me in and helped me recover from all the beatings I had gotten.... They aske some how I dealt with it...and I told then that I watched action and explosive movies and tv shows on at night...it would make me escape reality.....
How I got the scar and my voice gone:
After we led twith the plane in Africa.....skipper and the rest if us were having the Time of our life's.....and I had my happy expression face on.....until skipper said to land the plane...to get supplies....we landed the plane....skipper ordered me to go and find supply's while they make sure the plane is good and ready to go....I went deep in the forest and found muskeg sorrunded by wild animals....they knocked me out and took me to a small room ....where they tortured me.....they took this giant machete and severely stracthed the side of my face.....causing the scar....and they beat me so much that my voice eventually faded from all the screaming I made......skipper and the others found me....and rescued me...but my life went even more downhill, as after what happened... I let go of myself.... I started to gain weight and lost my personality and made this while new one....and I stayed like this until I met Marlene....who changed my life and made me realize that I am still then"old" Rico....I love you baby '....and thank you for making me realize it.......
When I was 6 years old.....I was out swimming....having the Time of my life...my mom was watching me....it was a good day....until my mom saw a Scorka come towards me....she jumped in and grabbed me out of the water.....and I turned around....and she was gone.....I was so heartbroken to see my mom die right in front of my eyes....I went threw a deep depression.....I had to go to therapy.....and then my life got worse.....I would go home and my dad would abuse me.....he would punch, kick, and stomp on me.....he would take me to the doctors and lie and say that I did this to myself or kids beat me up....i was too afraid to tell anyone because he would threaten to kill me if I did....after a while....I finally ran away from home......and met skipper and the others...they took me in and helped me recover from all the beatings I had gotten.... They aske some how I dealt with it...and I told then that I watched action and explosive movies and tv shows on at night...it would make me escape reality.....
How I got the scar and my voice gone:
After we led twith the plane in Africa.....skipper and the rest if us were having the Time of our life's.....and I had my happy expression face on.....until skipper said to land the plane...to get supplies....we landed the plane....skipper ordered me to go and find supply's while they make sure the plane is good and ready to go....I went deep in the forest and found muskeg sorrunded by wild animals....they knocked me out and took me to a small room ....where they tortured me.....they took this giant machete and severely stracthed the side of my face.....causing the scar....and they beat me so much that my voice eventually faded from all the screaming I made......skipper and the others found me....and rescued me...but my life went even more downhill, as after what happened... I let go of myself.... I started to gain weight and lost my personality and made this while new one....and I stayed like this until I met Marlene....who changed my life and made me realize that I am still then"old" Rico....I love you baby '....and thank you for making me realize it.......
