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The Life of William Morton
Tuesday, 1 November 2005
The Life of William Morton
Mood:  sad
Now Playing: If Heaven
My life began on February 11. 1981. I was a big baby. I weighed 9 lb. 10 oz. Everyone was so proud of me. I was very much loved. As I grew, I was very intelligent. I was always into something. I had a very short attention span. It took alot of different activities to keep me busy. I could count to 20 by the time I was 2. I knew all my alphabet by the time I was 3. Mom sent me to Head Start to help me learn more. When my brother Daniel was born, I nicknamed him Sam. That name stuck with Daniel for years. We had all the sibling fights over childrens toys. We were jealous of each other. Always thinking the other was loved more. Then when I was 11, mom and dad seperated and divorced. I thought it was all my fault. I blamed myself for years for that. Then later on I met Samantha. I had other girlfriends, but they were not the one. We lived together for about 4 years, in the process we had Tyler, my son. He was the best thing that ever happened to me. He was my life. Then on my birthday 2-11-05 Samantha and I got married. I thought I was happy. Then I got transferred to Thibodeaux, where I was going to go to the academy to become a street cop. I was working at LCC in LaSalle parish as a corrections officer. My dream was to be a cop. I was trying to make a better living for my wife and child. This was the only way I thought I could. I moved in with my dad, I let Sam and Tyler stay in LaSalle Parish while I tried to find a place to live down here. Well that wasn't the right thing to do I found out. Sam was cheating on me. I would call everyone (all my family lived in LaSalle Parish) to see if they knew where she was. I couldn't get hold of her. She was never home when I called. On 9-25-05 I got her on the phone. She told me something that I just couldn't take. I ended my own life that morning. I left my son to be taken care of by someone else.If Heaven

Posted by falcon2/d_willis at 2:39 PM EST
Updated: Monday, 21 November 2005 6:05 PM EST
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