Tempest Donovan

I'm afraid that my story isn't as exciting as some might want to hear. It's been a perfectly wonderful life for the most part, with very few rocky times. But I'll try to make it as interesting as I can, please bear with me. I suppose that one of the rockiest times would have to be that of my parents' divorce. I was 8 when this happened, and although having your parents part ways is always a sad thing, it was for the best as far as I could see. My parents are lovely people, they just had too many differences to make a go of it any longer. It was a very amicable parting. My older brothers and I went to live with our mother because our father's work often takes him out of town. But whenever he was in town he made sure we spent a great deal of time with him. My parents always encouraged us all to experience the good things in life and were very insistent upon a good education. And I'm not talking just about school. We often went to cultural events with either or both parents, and I can't think of a museum in the entire state of Colorado that we haven't visited. When I was 11, my mother ended up marrying a man whom she had been seeing for awhile and I got a new father. His name is Dante and I adore him almost as much as I do my real father. My father has yet to remarry, but I'm sure he will eventually. He's too great a catch for a smart woman to turn down. Without a doubt, the rockiest time of my life was an incident, or rather a string of incidents, involving my brother Curtis. I don't know what's wrong with him, perhaps he's just a bad seed. Although I have always had difficulty believing in such things, I've always considered that a person who does bad things is a product of his or her environment. But Curtis grew up in a very rich and happy environment, just like the rest of us. He always seemed happy, but apparently he wasn't. We found only two years ago that he had been indulging in some terrible pasttimes. I don't want to go too deeply into it, but he was definitely involved in a criminal element. And he probably still is. We haven't heard from him in a few months. And it's probably best that way, especially considering some of the things he's done. But that's enough about that, it's not my favorite subject to talk about. My oldest brother Alexander is a pure joy to be around, he's very sweet and spoils me terribly, I'm afraid. Of course, I can never bring myself to complain to him, it does make him happy. And I can't say that I'm upset about it. It's nice to be spoiled sometimes. I have two younger brothers now, Alan and Patrick. They're such fun little boys and I absolutely love being around them. I babysit them a lot, although now that I've started college I don't get to do it as much. Which is really too bad. I just started college this last August, although I haven't declared a major yet. I'm really not sure just what I want to do yet. Although lately I've been thinking about becoming an elementary school teacher. Ah well, I have time to decide still. Right now I'm enjoying the people that I've met here. I've never had a really close group of friends before, I was always considered the odd one in school and so most people preferred not to include me. Don't get me wrong, I really didn't mind. I know that people can have a difficult time being around someone who is as different as I tend to be personality wise. It's strange, but people are put off by those who are always cheery (I guess they'd use the word perky, which I don't mind). I'm not sure why, maybe because there's no excitement involved. Although my wonderful new friends have welcomed me very nicely, my roommate Grace and I hit it off right from the beginning. And I've been exposed to some things that I've never been exposed to before. It's all rather exciting, I must admit. From here, I guess I'll just have to see where life takes me. I'm one of those people who believes mostly in fate. Although I don't think that all things are preordained, I'm quite sure that others are. Sometimes I wish that I could truly see the future. I toy around with tarot cards for fun, I collect them even. But I don't think that the future can really be seen through them. At least not by as many people as claim to be able to see it. But in the end, I really do think that it's much more exciting not knowing what's going to happen. Wouldn't it be rather dull to know what was coming up instead of finding out when it happens? I think so.