Mercury

Do you believe me I died and made my memory mines without the thought of the person I would find; hello everyone. My name is Castello Tyroy Gilbert, some pronounce it as Costello; but it's still the same to me. My family preferably calls me Kevin suitable of having it to fit heaven. I was the first boy in my family that realized I had enemies I stated once before in a previous book written. My journey from Jamaica was only allowing me to adapt to the same culture of living. To have each step being forgiven, like falling out of tree that grew to the height of seeing its roots desist, 13teen feet I was only three and a half when I bled; watch the news I even think they had my head in a tornado of an idea of being amused. At that time i was only imagining the distance I had within my mind, for it to be a testimony of my life trying to break away from each tournament of a boy's tormented mind. Writing solving problems a monkey had my mind; it was something I always wanted to do. It was one of my favorite thing in having being created in school, out of that same culture I found structure like circuits hardwiring itself to be led, without the ability to see pronouncing itself of having the abilities of speech; my figure tips speaks. Identifying so many things it sees as a sociopath coming to find my mind entwined with the things they needed to achieve. As a little boy I was very inquisitive about nature creation education and teachers I found myself in this novel; i won't lie to you. It was a very self proclaim book being written about things that have happened and the things that had been forgotten In which it allowed me to understand my own life and others who rectify themselves as the one being abused.
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