Nicholas Wells

The room is dim and humid. People huddled around my mother like lions around a gazelle. My father nowhere in the room to be found lost in the building. He is in the hall not allowed in because of sanitary reasons. The room electric with tension, mom laid out on the hospital bed. She lets out a primal grunt, only associated with animalistic behavior. The doctor turns around quickly, and then the nurse yells out...

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"Doctor his head, his head is crowning."

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My Mother doesn't have time to even take the statement in. She contorts her face with on last push. The Doctor reaches down and doesn't come back up with out a 9lb 8oz baby boy. My mother nearly faints from the ordeal. The nurses whisk me away like a feather in the wind. 1 hour later they bring me back to my mother, she cries with joy. My father there with a smile and tears in his eyes and greets this young man with a hearty...

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"Good evening Nicholas, you are one big boy."

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Then boom everything in fast forward...

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I turn one. Dad and Mom get divorced. I move to Mora. I turn 4 and go to preschool, at five in kindergarten, six first grade and my first crush comes and goes. Then 7, second grade. 8 3rd grade, get my first crush on a teacher. I blur right through 4th, 5th, and 6th grade. Seventh grade now in the big school with all the big kids. Eighth grade, never new what happened puberty kicks in. Ninth grade start planning for after high school, some scary shit there. Tenth grade forgot it. Eleventh grade met another cute gal but seem to have forgotten her name to. Then twelfth grade I graduate and get thrown out into the world.

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The world, ha, what funny place. I fall in love, then out of love. I get arrested then find Jesus. I behave myself get a job and then lose Jesus. I meet friends become Buddhist, then Islamic, atheist, Muslim, Jewish, Mormon, a Quaker, Amish, Jehovah witness, and then not sure now what I am. I research about what women like. I know what I like sex. Never had sex until 1 year ago. I go on a sex rampage 13 women in on year talk about addicted. I quit my factory job people die. I become a bartender, meet a girl I like and yet still haven't had sex with her. That is a good thing I need to slow down. Join college and now here I sit typing the most messed up thing I have read for a long time.

<BR>So that's me in a nutshell, so how about you. What do I need to know about you?

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