The End of the Beginning

Hello.

As you can probably tell via the magic of descriptions, this is the story of me, Jacob Schott. But first, since you are probably not figments of my imagination, let me explain what I look like.

I am about 5 feet tall, slightly overweight, pale skinned, and I have brown hair so dark that you would think it's black. My eyes are brown, although you wouldn't be able to see much of them due to my squinting. I have freckles on my cheeks, and other than that, I am rather inconspicuous.

Got that? Good.

Now, my tale requires a bit of backstory.

I am a 14 year old Reformed Jew, who lives (lived) in North Carolina. I go to North West Middle School, and this is (was) my last year there. I hated that place. 90% of the children there act like they have IQ's so low that they make celery look competent. The other 10% weren't in my classes. Of course.

I live (lived) with my mother and father, as my brother was in rehab for Tobacco and Weed.  My dad and mom then decided I had to give a damn about school, and basically lost all free time to work, finding work, or making sure my grades were top notch. Life wasn't good, but I wouldn't say it was bad either. It was Meh at best. My parents weren't jerks, and a few classes piqued my curiosity.

But then, on the 12th of March, 2012, something that would change my life forever occurred...