Kallin2012 The affliction Tysons life story ...(mine) I don’t know why I am writing this but I feel like it’s time to let go or something I feel like I need to put this out there I need to show someone my pain so they can understand me . This will be my life in words from the first memories I have ever had …. I am Tyson gray I am now 17 years old I go to gym and I am pretty built for my age... but that is not the start of my story… when I was young so young that I problem couldn’t even open my eyes I had one memory it was total blackness covering my face I don’t know why I hold on too that memories so much but I do my next memories is seeing my father I was in my mother’s hands and I could see his angry face that’s all I remember from that .. I knew from that memories he was angry with her and I think something bad happened to her... my next memories I was in my mother’s arms and I could see my dad walking to me with a carriage or car seat with my first friend …. Elmo that bright red Elmo helped me in my life like nothing else... I don’t know why that memories is so important but I still remember it... the next one is problem the last one but it was me running into my parents room I ran straight in and jumped on my father I was so happy to see him utter joy I look to the left and see my mother playing with my sister Jayda.. My little sister I loved her so much she was my little sister someone I was supposed to protect... I didn’t I didn’t know what to do I always thought I was smart and I was strong life was very good in brooks I was happy at home but one night everything seemed to change with a dream I have never forgotten I was in a cave a big one my family was behind a wall but I could see their heads and it was my parents Jayda and my grandfather.. I remember being about twenty feet away from them and I look at the cave entrance I see 6 to 7 shadows people I call them that because well they looked like humans but an infinite blackness for a shade of people they ran after me and I yelled to warn my family but as I look at them I am thrown to the ground the pain in my dream felt sooooooo real idk why but when I was on the ground face first in dirt I tried my best to stand up but something drove my skull farther into the ground and then I gave up I don’t know if I woke up from the dream but that’s all I remember from that.. The next nightmare wasn’t as scary but with the same shadow and well in this one I was walking out of a hallway and I look to my left and they grab me and pull me into a room... I know these dreams were real because I can still feel scared from even talking about it. Those were the last time I dreamt of those but now in my life I remember I was very young and me and my sister could talk... one night me and Jayda were on top of a bunk bed and I scared her over my teddy bear Elmo. I was three I think... but yea life was very good but ever since that dream it changed one day when everything went to shit I was young and I walked out of the house and I saw my dad getting arrested and put in jail I remember my mom grabbing us but then some woman in black suit and with a serious face took us I went into foster care for the first time I was so young I didn’t know what I was in but it felt like forever I forget the foster mothers name but I am glad forget because I didn’t know what was going on they were nice people to a point because they were old and didn’t have much patience but they really didn’t like violence witch is funny because one morning Jayda wouldn’t eat something and she started to cry then the mother grabbed her by her mouth and covered it in front of my eyes she was hurting my sister I didn’t feel anything for some reason maybe anger because remember I use to beat up my teddy bear.. I think I spend 4 to 8 months in foster care and I had one visit with my father and mother and I loved it so much problem the most happy I ever was I was so happy to finally see them and they gave me a gift it was a Spiderman vs. venom fighting toy and I took it home after crying my eyes out because I had to leave my parents once again I was back I the hell I hated I would play with that toy so much but then they took it away because it was violent.. Little did I know it would be a very big part of my life... but there was a glimmer of hope I got out of that foster care and I went home... it was good I forget where we lived but I remember life was good for a bit I was home but my parents were too young to start a relationship and well they would fight and they hit each other and beat each other… I remember my dad would hurt my mom so much that I would jump on him and I would get involved and I would yell daddy stop it and I would pull him with all my might it worked sometimes .. But other it didn’t... after that time I did my best to pull him off I remember that the cops came and now it was back to the same hell I felt in my 4th year of life.. But I didn’t stay long I don’t remember why but it wasn’t long... then next part of my life is where I was in grade 3 and I lived in rolling hills it was the year I ran away for the first time.. Because I was so sick of the fighting... I was always scared my mom would get hurt... I met a friend he was Steven Syrian he was such a good friend me and him would always hang out he was a religious boy and he was so nice to me he once cried because he thought we had a diesel that would kill me but I told him it was okay.. Me and him were such good friends that we would exchange bikes and race... but I started to get violent I punched someone very much older than me in the face I don’t know why … I ran away two months later and I went to some woman’s house and asked her to tell me how to get to British Columbia to my grade parents they called the cops and my mother found me she was crying so much I felt horrible me and my father and Jayda cuddled that next morning and I just played there .. I woke up to find out my mother had broken her hand in a car accident I think it was... but yea... I was taken from my parents once again and I was pushed into a life with my Grande parents... witch was okay but my Grande mother was evil in a way when she would spank me she would giggle … she hurt my dad and made him into the angry man he is. But I found a book while I was there and it lead me into my love for Jehovah... it was a kids bible and I would always read it I liked the story’s but yea I was six at the time when I looked up into the sky and told Jehovah I wanted to be good .. And I swear as soon as I said that my life turned horrible because of the devil he problem knew I said that and decided to attack me a young boy... I went to school in affray where the bullying started... such horrible bullying everyone though it was funny... it hurt these kids that were maybe 2 to 3 years older than me and I don’t know why they picked on me but they would anyways for an example of what happened for one is when I was at the water fountain.. And all the older kids kept saving a spot in front of me so they could drink water... I don’t know why they kept pushing me aside but I took it... I just sat there and took it... the pain... the loneliness I was hopeless... but I had one friend his name was justice jones and I was happy with him as a friend he would visit my Grande mother with me .. My mom’s Grande mother. She died when I was 6 years old mom changed that day everything got so much worse... because I lived in the hell with my Grande parents... I went to school there for 4 years... but the second thing I remember is the girls… I was in kindergarten when I kissed my first girl... I didn’t know what I was doing but she showed me what was making out a very early age... then her sister would take me into the back of the school and explore me... that’s all I will say.. But yea for some reason I have always had girls like me and I think that it was I got picked on... because they were jealous... everyone said it was my eyes my eyes.. That have seen all the pain was what woman were attracted to… this kid name Justin called my sister fat on the bus towards home... and she cried on the bus... I didn’t know what to say to the bully but I remember yelling HEYY and everyone on the bus shut up… but I went blank and I didn’t know what to say so I just went to the aid of Jayda and everyone laughed at me... hate began to grow for those people… another time was when a kid named Devon was picking on what friend I ever had and I lost it when he put his hands on him… the feeling of ripping my dad off my mother surfaced and I lost it I grabbed the kid but the throat and threw him to the ground yelled at the top of my lungs STOP IT .. Everyone watch as I punched that kid the face... once only once... that was the first time I got suspended from school grade 4 first time… anyways I went back to school there was this kid that pissed me off one day he picked on my sister soy went to punch him but he hit me in the head and blocked what shot I had for him I was pulled off by my back pack by my sister. And everyone laughed as I got pulled back... I was such an angry kid... and so sad I thought about suicide at the age of 7 and I told my dad about it and I forget what he said but I think it was to pray... I remember I was young and I lived in Vancouver and I found the video game Zelda ocarina of time… man did I ever fall in love with that game.. I still play it now and then at my age... but I loved it because I beat my first boss on a video game... a spider but Jayda witnessed my beating it and I was sooooooo happy I told my dad hoping he be proud but all he said was cool son.. …. I talked to my father one day when I was living in the hell of affray and he promised me he would quit smoking... then one day two months later I was heartbroken when he told me he was having one I never thought he would break a promise to me I cried but being so young I wanted to comfort him so he wouldn’t feel guilty.. I lived in affray for 4 years. At the end when I left the worst thing happened I was with my go of the time and she wanted me to go hang with her friends... so I did I climbed the goal post... and some kid threw the soccer ball at my head and I bounced my face off of the metal and bled.. I screamed at all the kids I HATE U ALL it was pure rage and anger at that age... I fell to the ground and while I was walking back to my friend Avery I dumped my gf... but the next day in school a kid threw another ball at my face and I started to bleed everywhere .. Sigh I finally moved from my Grande parents but only in to another foster care... with a nicer lady but she didn’t let me game in my room and avoid the bullies of school... so I went to school and hated every day.. One day it was Halloween and I got a costume for the fighter sub-zero... I loved it!!! But it was so tight people could see certain parts of me….. Everyone laughed at me once again… I had my first fight in that year with someone named Kevin I think it was a planned fight and I told him after school... he came up to me and looked angry and I punched him in the side of the head. And ran but there was this kid Brandon who for some reason did his best to be my best friend and me being so young and angry I pushed him away but not until he took me for a vacation with his family.. He was such a good friend..... I was happy with him... and during my whole hell in affray my little sister was being picked on and I never was around to hang with her... I don’t know how badly it affected her as a kid... but it changed her... her life is so hard and I blame self for what she goes through... because ea. never was there for her… I replaced my sister with a friend named Denna I hung with her all the time and never Jayda... she was always more alone then me..... I have finished the first 7 years of my life in this story... now the next part is bad... I went home and once again my father and mother fought... I grabbed a bat and defended my mother I lived in spar wood during this time. Where I met my next bully. Someone huge. And called me a fag a lot. I don’t know why but I told my parents and them talked to his parents he stopped... for a while... I met my next friend and he was nice but also bullied like me... at this time in life my anger was growing and growing... now I was in foster care in spar wood and I was there for 4 months but the foster care spilt up my sister and me she went one way and I went another we were separated.. I was in that hell for 6 months I finally went home to my parents... for a whole day... one day that’s all twenty four hours long before they fought yet again... I was sent to my 4 foster care home… and well it sucked... but these people were my favorite foster care people. The nicest... I found the game Pokémon and played it a lot... it got me through it... I didn’t go home this time... I was sent to another foster care the fifth one of my life on another side of town... I stayed there for about a year... during that time in my new school I was liked for once something I wasn’t use too... but was damaged one kid so much bigger than me gave me a dirty look and punched him in the face... and ran for his group was there a good kid named Dexter dragged me into the school office where I got my 2nd suspension.. But yea I was liked then... I finally got out of spar wood and was sent to live with only my father in a place called Coleman... Coleman was great but it marked a time of rule breaking and messing with the law. U see a parent should never leave two children at home alone while he works. Mom was gone just me and Jayda in control of the house. Jayda had her first run in with weed and well she loved it... I didn’t care for it... I started sneaking out and dating older girls and I started to know about the end of the world... I don’t remember how... but I knew I would be 16 years old in 2012 now I am 17... I use to say bad things to Jehovah I don’t know why maybe anger… but I broke into a home and smashed cars and dated a girl I really liked how cheated on me in front of my eyes. So asked to fight him I wound up on top of him but stopped because I didn’t want to hurt him... next I fought some kid who I was pressured to fight... his name was mike... and everyone watched me fight and judge the way I punched... but after I was done the fight some kid kept saying fight him again! But my friend stuck up for me and told him to go away... then I started to like a girl named allies and when I went to talk to her she yelled at me in public and tore my heart out.. I was crushed... and angry once again... I started to learn how to use my anger and get power from it and it made me tough... I was becoming a monster like my father I never wanted to be like him... I remember being home one day and my father came home and threw me on to a couch because we accidently ate the taco shells. Fuck me and Jayda didn’t know how to cook at that bloody age why did we get in trouble!!!! I told dad I hated him... and he sent me and Jayda into foster care... I went into the worst foster care I was ever in... Rose prep chuck was her name... and for some reason they hated me all of them they loved Jayda but hated me... they always left me alone and they would even pick on me they hated me so much that I left with Jayda and broke into their house of food.. I was so hungry that I and Jayda stole food from the... that year I had lots of girl’s likening me... I don’t know why but they did. They said I was cute... I don’t know about that word but I don’t think I am I think am ugly... from the bullying... anyway I was out of that foster care and sent into let bridge foster care witch was good for a bit but the school was the worst school I ever went too.. I had literally no friends I was the biggest loser people even thought I was gay... I went to a kid who was package and had to ask him to be friends... even my sister would pick on me... I was literally alone that year... until I got angry and some kid called me a fag... I fucking flipped I turned around and yelled fuck you!! And fingered him... then I walked around angry... the gym teacher understood me somehow and when one day two girls stole the ball from me I yelled fuck off and they told on me to him but I went up to him and he saw all the pain in my eyes and told me it’s okay I understand.. Every day I was sent home and lived in the house of hell with gale... she made my sister go to another home or I think it was an suicide asylum by the time I was out of there I was so angry with the world.. But I got back with dad... not Jayda she stayed in the city and I went home... such a mistake... anyways I went to place called elk ford... I was happy there every girl liked me when I was new but then fell in love with a girl named Nicole fisher... she was so pretty and I would always want to be with her.. She made out with me one day and I couldn’t stop thinking about her... but she broke my heart. One day she made me come on a date with her and the new bf of hers. I went into the washroom and cried... so hard... I just left the store didn’t look at her and she mugged me and so why did u ditch and I said because the pain was so great. She left and I would always think of her... she hated me and one when try to talk to her she just says I am obsessed and that I am a creep so whatever fuck her... I lived in elk ford for a year. And when I moved because I had to well my mom took my father’s job away and we had to move somewhere so we moved to Calgary... that place was hell also... by the time I was in Calgary was very much into prayer but I started school first in David Thompson and holy crap was it a change.. Because that’s the year I got in all my fights. I think it was 8 in total that year... I fought the first kid I didn’t like and I lost... I didn’t like to lose so I had my best friend shaman teach me how to fight... I trained hard... and then I fought another six kids and won all the fights... I trusted shaman a lot like a brother… I was so good in fighting I asked the kid who I lost too to fight again but he bitched out... but that’s not the point... I stayed in that school and then moved on another part of Calgary... in the south I lost all my friends once again but my buddy shaman would visit sometimes... but then one night he fucked my sister while I was in the same room... he had a girlfriend at the time.. Of six months and well my sister told his go and then her go asked me if it was true. I told her yes… about three days later shaman called me and told me if he ever sees me in person I am dead... after he fucked my sister I was the one being threatened… pathetic.. That’s year after I moved to my new school I met two people Tristan Swanson and care Richards these two people are still to date my best friends I have ever had... the very top I told them my deepest darkest secret they helped me through a lot and I had a good final year of elementary.. The next year was the start of high school and holy shit so hard. I found a bully there that first was my friend he was also my friend Tristan’s best friend... school started out good I looked really good with long hair all the girls flirted .. But I fell in love with a girl named Amanda and I gave her my v card... I told her I don’t want to give my card to someone who cheated. What do u know she cheated... two days after me and her broke up she fucked another guy that was one of the biggest hurts I’ve ever felt. During this time of high school I started to get acne. And become very self-conscious it sucked I know take meds for it because it gets bad... really bad just my luck right... it was just about the end of grade 10 when I started to go to the gym I was in it for two months and I was training for my fight that I knew was coming with riley doyenne.. My bully he asked me to fight the previous year... and I always said no... but finally I had enough of the anger so I got ready one day before the fight my dog Cain who was in my life for a while now cuddled me all night while I was stressing out in my bed but it helped me it prepared me.. When I woke up I had such a drive to fight him I was ready for anything... when I got to school that day Tristan said u don’t have to fight him Tyson. But I knew it would eat at me all the time if didn’t so I went up to him and said let’s do this u and me right now... he tried to said at lunch I said now .. It’s a good thing I said that because he wanted to jump me with 3 other kids... It was the start of the fight me and riley... I ran towards and he hit me once in the head... then I blacked out I lost it I through him to the ground and beat his face in I remember seeing blood and snot on my hand his face... the fight stood up and I head budded him so hard he fell to the ground and I though I knocked him out but he said okay fuck it done.. I won... I won the fight... I couldn’t explain the feelings but happiness and finding out my real worth... I climbed a mountain of stress and I beat him I finally beat a bully. I was so happy. The gym I fell in love with. Encase of it I walked home and was happy but my buddy care... stayed in school and wanted OT fight his bully. And little do I know that he had an ambush waiting for him… care got jumped by 4 older teens and they all kicked him.. Care stood right up after like a man a tough man... those bully’s they are worthless scared human beings and needed friends to fight with them I fought alone... well kind of one fight before riley I fought this kid who bullied Tristan and he fought a kid the same time I did.. Me and Tristan went into battle with each other we both won but Tristan beat him and I had two people jumped in on me... riley punched me in nose and I kept fighting finally I was on top of the kid I was fighting but another kid grabbed me by the throat and pulled me off but that kid was taken off me.. I won that fight I barley had any marks on me and the kid I was fighting had to wear glasses to school from all the damage... sigh after all that happened in grade ten I moved to a place called Grande cache.. This place... was awesome at the start allllll the girls liked me more than usually and well people saw me as something I never saw as myself. Reagan crewel made me realize that one I really liked a girl named Emily Fehr but she turned out to be a pride filled bitch... I won’t event care to go into that one because all she is, is a drunken mistake... the girls here liked me for my body they didn’t know the real me... some girls learned but not much... my dad started to take steroids.. Back in Calgary and it really started to affect him his temper was horrible... he hit me twice already and once hit him back and he told me too and then actually got mad at me for it... but as soon as I punched him I cried... He bled from the eye down to his chest... I felt horrible... but living in Grande cache I started to get good grades I smarten up and went to the gym... I was happy. But I started to have sex with woman. Something I shouldn’t have done... but I found out I have a big hammer so that’s a plus... but anyways my father kicked me out of my home and I went to live with my friend Greg he is also one of my best friends. The third one to be exact. I left for two weeks before my dad told me to come home... he has been much better... he loves me and realizes he can’t be without me… am happy. I haven’t seen my mother for 6 years now... but it’s alright I will soon. Now in life I find myself searching for something that I don’t know exists… that was my life story down to the point of where I am... I will add to it in a few years..