The Violin That Started it All

Part 1) Prologue

My name? Right, it's Nico-Nico di Angelo, to be more specific. I live in Manhattan-one of the five boroughs of New York City. But, I was born in Maine. I'm fifteen years old, and I can't say I'm the greatest guy. Because, to be honest, I really am not. I hate my life, I really do. I'm surprised my father still sends me to school, since he hates me so much now. It all happened because my sister and my mother died from this terrible car accident-or, truck accident-because a truck driver got drunk. I mean, seriously? Can you be any more stupid?

Anyway, I only live with my father now. After my mother, Maria, and my sister, Bianca, died, we moved to Manhattan. The reason? I don't know. But, ever since then, my father has treated me horribly. Every subsequent day, he's called me a failure, and abuses me whenever I get home from school. What did you expect me to do, Father? Stop the truck driver from becoming drunk? It wasn't my fault; you can't blame me for something that I wasn't a part of-or even there for.

Well, since I hate my life so much, why don't I ever suicide? I don't have friends, I get beaten up at school because I'm gay, my whole family is dead except for my father who hates my guts, and the only talents I have is being smart, and playing the violin. Otherwise, I suck at just about everything. I don't look "hot", and I'm horrible at sports, especially since bullies at school and my father beat me up so much.

So, why don't I ever think of suiciding, cutting, taking drugs, smoking, et cetera? Well, it's simple: I think it's stupid. Doing those things would mean that I gave up on life, which I didn't. It would make me a coward if I did those things because of my life. I mean, sure doing those things (not counting suicide) will give you comfort, but it'll just make my health worse than it already is. Plus, my life may have the smallest, one percent chance of getting better. I mean, at least it's not zero percent.

Also: I'm fifteen, and still a virgin. Though, I don't really care about it. I never thought it was "mandatory" to lose your virginity by the time your fourteen. I'm not planning on getting married to anyone or anything. I'm a nobody at school. No one really noticed me. That's why so many people bump into me, but the time they want to apologize to me, I'm already walking away from them. I don't need any sympathy from some strangers anyway. Sure, it shows kindness and manners, but I go through things way worse than them. I'll take sympathy from someone who has a worse life than me; if it's possible to find someone like that.

But, all of this was true. Why is it past tense, you ask? Well, that's because, it's different now. My father is now dead. I live with my boyfriend, Percy Jackson, who happened to take my virginity. I live with Percy's mother and father, Sally and Paul Blofis, and Percy's younger brother, Tyson Jackson. I get a lot of attention at school, and all the people that used to bully me pretty much worship the ground I walk. I find it hilarious how this all happened. Apparently, that one percent of my life getting better happened, and now look where I got myself.

So, if you're reading this and you think your life is horrible, read mine, and see whether you look at your life at a different angle now. A better angle, to be more precise.

If you think your life is horrible because of you don't "fit in", then I'm sorry to say, but that's just stupid. You don't need to dress like the others, or have Iphones like everyone else. It doesn't matter. As long as you have friends and a family that support you, then you're fine. If you get bullied, tell your parents right away.

Why didn't I tell my parents? Because I only have one-a father that hates my life and doesn't care what happens to me. I'm surprised he hasn't disowned me yet. Well, he's dead now, so I guess it doesn't matter anymore.

So, let me tell you my story. A story where my life took a turn. A huge turn. If I were to make an analogy about my life and driving, I'd say my life took a U-turn. A very interesting U-turn. The road was full of ups and downs, but I'd say the result was worth it. It was great, so, don't think you're life is over. Because, it never will be, until you become old. That's when it's over.

But if you're not, don't give up. Just let your life go by, and soon, you'll find someone to spend the rest of your life with like me. You'll find the right friends for you. The problems will all melt away, and the only thing left is happiness. It'll happen, trust me. I didn't think it would happen to me. I have a lot of bad luck, and trust me when I say I do, because it's true. So, keep your head held high and go through every day, no matter how painful. Because, trust me, one day you'll wake up, and one of the many problems you have are gone. They'll disappear with each subsequent day, one by one. If it happened to me, it can happen to you.

Now, let me tell you where my story began. Don't worry, it'll get better, for you and me.