08 February 2008

Intro to "Welcome Life"

Many of my current readers know quite well who Victor Bethea II is. Those that know him well also know who I am. But why am I telling his story is a task I fell I will allow you to figure out.

I will start with no specific date but around about a time of year where a lot was happing for my dear friend Mr. Bethea. I must warn you Victor's life is not a complete happy one. It tends to go from one end of the emotional spectrum to the other quite frequently.

Victor has finally found something loves with all his heart. He always liked school with the exception of high school. But college was fun. Going at night he met a wide array of people. He started college at 19 and went nights as he had a full time job he loved. But now at 20 tings was getting a little harder. On top of having his own apartment he now financed an automobile. He named her Jessica, a reason unknown to even him. A 2006 Kia Rio. And with his 21st birthday right around the corner this year was proving to be a big year.

Victor was dreaming of having a big party with cake candles alcohol and friends. But his funds did not allow. He surveyed several of his friend and found tat many of them did something a little more traditional. They went to a bar with a few trusted friends and drank until they didn't know their ass from there elbow.

Victor’s mother encouraged him to abandon his strong hold for a party and even put the idea of just going out with friends in his head. And so he planned.

It was one month before victors lease was up. he loved the apartment and hated his land lord due to her request that rent be paid via money order rent was many times late as the prime place for victor to get one closed before he even got off of work. And until 3 months before he was to move out victor had no car and relied on SEPTA to get around. The poor kid was living from paycheck to pay check just getting by. He was happy though he had his own place and he was allowed to start finding himself. A man trapped by his mother and religion and the thought of what people would think if he started letting the real him show.

But what was the real Victor, Sometimes he did not even know.

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