A newborn child. A corrupted leader. I was that child. My father was that leader. Of course, I didn't know this until I was sixteen. Let me start my story again.
My father was a rich child. You know the type. The ones who don't exactally care about anyone other than themselves only because they never have had to. My mother was a wild and free child. Her parents were both artsy and original. She was raised in a secluded space until high school. Some how, they fell in love. Father loved her hair while mother loved father. Two years later they were married in a grand church, funded by his parents.