Its time for me to head back to California...
Im turning 21 in a few weeks and I soon need to start University.
I was traveling for the last 3 year since I graduate from high school and now I was finally ready to head back home.
NOAH'S BACKSTORY
My name is Noah Anderson.
I grew up in a very good and loving home.
My mom and dad had no other kids exept for me, they had adopted me when I was 2month old from a orphanage in South Africa.
I was happy my whole life till My dad left when I was 10.
My father had been cheating on my mom for almost a year when his misstress had fallen pregnant.
Without a word he left us with noting.
That's also when I found out I was adopted.
When my father came home one evening,
I heard him and my mom arguing,
She begged him to stay, saying I need him and she also needs him, but without a single moment of though he told her that I wasn't nt related to either of them and that once he left she should send me back to the hellhole I crawled out of.
I was in such utter shock I ran away from home.
I kept running till I collapsed in the park.
I sat there crying my heart out.
On the opposite side of the park was a man and a girl who looked like a small tiny doll, which later I found out was his daughter.
He saw me there and came running towards me almost instantly.
His daughter soon followed but kept hidding behind him the whole time, he sat down next to me just hugging me...
I wanted to fight him off me but I was so devastated that I just clung onto him like I was clinging on for dear life...
I soon calmed down, he asked me what happened and I told him everything and also where I lived.
He took me home that night.
I soon learned he was one if my mom's old work colleague's, Dan Michaelson.
Ever since that day Uncle dan would come by every so often to come and play with me soccer or take me swimming.
When I turned 13 things changed.
I was becoming quite the hand full so mom sent me to a boarding school.
My mom spent alot of time at uncle Dan's.
I only ever saw my mom on the holidays and we always spent them alone.
Mom and uncle Dan where in a relationship but never got married.
I didnt know why but I was happy because she had someone who made her happy.
I didnt ever meet his daughter.
But...
He would always show me pictures of her,
and she was really getting more beautiful in every picture.
Hard to imagen when I saw her the first time I mistook her for a doll.
While away at boarding school I became the school hot throb.
I had so many girls running after me that I had s*x for the first time at 16, and Had f****d almost every girl in our entire school by 18.
And well also a few hot teachers...
What can I say...
When I graduated I was know As the "Virgin collecter".
Why?
I never f****d any girl more than once, and never a girl who wasn't a Virgin, accept for the teachers.
Them I f****d hard and alot more so when my grades were s**t.
So after graduating I decided not to go to University.
I wanted to travel and enjoy life a little before going home to my mom a good and changed boy.
I mean she sacrificed alot for me and after all She was all I had aside from uncle Dan, who was now kind of like my Dad?
RING... RING... RING...
"Hi mom, where are u?"
I was at the the airport after just returning from Dubai.
The last place I got super stoned and Hammered and also the last place I had s*x.
"God better help me, coz I might not make it without sex."
I was now back home where I would be a good boy.
Waiting for a response from my mom on the other side of the phone, I could hear she was busy packing or something like moving things so I repeated my question,
"helooooo, mom where r u...?"
Almost screaming into the phone,
"Noah, Hi baby sorry I'm on my way, why don't you grab a bite at one of the restaurants and I'll be there in about...
Let's say 45 minutes, is that okay?"
She replied and I was sure she must be busy.
"yah, okay that sound good, just don't make me wait to long old lady,"
I said teasing her, and I could hear her laughter
Than she hung up.
I found a restaurant and order myself I burger with chips and coke...
My favorite.
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