Lost

Johnathon Loughry

Description

This book involves the life of an innocent Kid. It tells of a life that has been shocked by the look of true love and it has left Him wandering the World.
This is a true story. It has been a ridiculous life since the early eighties. It involves true love, pain beyond what most would endure. And an innocent Kid that destroys all He comes in contact with it seems.

Sujets

• Biography
• Heartache
• Growth
• Autobiography

Informations

• Publié par: Archway Publishing
• Date de parution: 01 mai 2023
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781665740814
• Langue: English

Extrait

LOST






JOHNATHON LOUGHRY









Copyright © 2023 Johnathon Loughry.

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ISBN: 978-1-6657-4080-7 (sc)
ISBN: 978-1-6657-4081-4 (e)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2023905114



Archway Publishing rev. date: 03/21/2023



CONTENTS
The Beginning
The Start
The Man Child
School Boy Years
(A Cold State) Kids
The Kid Turned Wild
Hell Bent For (A Big State)
Fair Weather Friends
A Highwayman
Love Stinks
The Town Drunk
What Next
Not Even Close To Being Done
Another Start
Back Home
Another Chapter
Convict
A Brand New Century
Back In (Some City) Again
(Somewhere) Or Bust
A Long Road Back Home
The Way Out Of The Ditch
They Did What?
A New Beginning
In And Out Of Town
Coast To Coast
The Finale
Forgotten, Then Remembered
The Rest Of The Story
What I Have Learned Over The Years
Life As A Space Cadet
My Final Notes
Another Add On



THE BEGINNING
I have a story here that will bring People to tears, hurt some, and open the eyes of many I believe. It is known as My life.
From the time I was a small Child My life was either grand or desperate, that is a fact. The life I have lived since June 1 st 1960 has been an incredible run. It has been filled with true love yet at the same time it has been a heart broken miserable existence.
What I am going to put down in writing is going to be very hard to believe I completely understand. But I will speak only the truth. All I have to say here is from the memories I have had from the age of two up to the moment of writing this.
I have a couple of things I hope to achieve by writing My life story. Of course one is to prosper. I have been a construction worker for well over forty years and I am tired. I have no real retirement to speak of, I have wasted My money as a Fool is known to do. Another thing I hope to achieve is to awaken Lives to ways of the World that I feel They need to see. For some it can be enlightening on how some People fall apart. For others it may just be what They need to lead Them down a proper path in life.
I hope You will read this with an open mind and see My plight in life. I was destined to fail, and what I have been through is excruciating. Sympathy is not what I seek at all, I really just want out of this miserable life I have known.
One thing You need to understand is My Family has a history of retardation. That will explain a lot. I sincerely have great hopes that My story will help change many lost Lives.



THE START
How to tell a story such as Mine? Do You start with the very first part or jump ahead and then come back?
The first part of My life I actually look like a Winner, the second part I come off as a “ Real Winner “ as People say.
To keep from becoming confused I better start from the beginning.
Well here We go.
My first actual thought in life that I can remember? It was My second birthday. My Grandparents on My Dads side gave Me a Puppy for My birthday. I don’t even remember playing with the damn thing. The next memory of that Pooch was when Dad told Me to go feed My Dog. When I went outside with the food He lunged at Me, He wasn’t playing and He had grown some. He was on a chain so I was safe. Dad soon took Him hunting, as Dad told Me when I asked about the Pup years later, He said the Dog saw the gun and ran away.
That in itself will enlighten You on how My story will unfold.
It was around that same time I was in the kitchen when Dad brought in a quarter of Deer. I remember I looked up as He tossed it on the table. Poached was the word He used. There was a blood red air about Him too. When He saw Me standing there We both stood and looked at each other in shock.
With My Family I can say here and now He will deny it. I have confronted Him and Mom on the things They have tried to make Me look bad with. Mom told Me once, this was years after what I am speaking of though, that the Prison here in (a town in a cold state) was allowing Prisoners to go to town and rape Women. It came back when I was near heat stroke on a roof and when I saw Her that day I asked about it, She denied ever saying such. A few weeks later Dad told Me the same damn thing. I am not so gullible as I once was. At the time I was first told I let it roll off My back. Now I despise such crap.
Back to where I began.
It was around that same time, speaking of the red air and the Pup, that I learned how to climb. There was a ladder leaning against the fence. It would have been a three foot chain link, it had a ladder extending in length the height of the fence. I started to climb it. Jeffery was the neighbor Kid I ran with, He told Me not to climb it. Well, I remember starting to climb the ladder. My next memory was getting told My jacket saved My life.
Now being sixty two and living a few years in (a cold state) I look back on the jacket part, it was fall. I was told there was water in the ditch, in the fall? Not likely.
The one part that really messes with My life from that fall is that I was two years old. A two year old taking a six foot fall and hitting His head, even on dirt, had to have an impact on His thinking. The later years of My life will make a lot of sense, it makes Me realize why I have lived the disastrous life I have witnessed.
So hold onto Your hats Folks, things are about to get wild.



THE MAN CHILD
While I was still two years old the Folks decided to move Us out of (a very cold place). We landed in (a new place), in the heart of (can’t say) County.
It was there that My life really took a turn. At first it was an average childhood, but after less than a year there I witnessed so much in a few months span I still have to look at it and ask if what I saw was reality. What I saw though tells Me it was in fact reality.
This is the hardest part of My life to explain. Even though the past forty years were so rough I have attempted suicide numerous times. Yet I must go on, with My life and My story.
As I say, the first part of My life in (the new place) was just life as a Child. Then one morning My life changed, for the better I believe. We were not People that could afford luxurious toys for the Children. I was sent outside to play. I now see it as a set up, there was a mud puddle. It was near the side of the yard, in a hole made in the grass. That is where I spent My days.
Now I have to state here that I believe in mental telepathy. For one reason mainly is due to what I have to say here.
One morning while playing alone, as I did everyday, I saw something. It was a Person. Yes it was a Human in My mind. I completely understand what this sounds like, and no I am not totally insane.
It is impossible to remember the first thing I heard then, but I learned so much it’s amazing.
I will start by mentioning a few. “That old Boy grew”, “That old Girl grew”, “That old Gentleman grew”, “God Damn Kids!”, “Full Grown Maturity”, “That Man’s a Kid”, “Snot nosed Kid”, “Smart allecky Kid”, “A lonely Boy”, “A lonely Man”, “What are You a Queer? No! Then take it like a Man”, “Shocks the Children”, “The shocking Kid”, “I demand respect”, “A Gentleman doesn’t kiss and tell”, “A Lady is discreet”, Fuck You”, and I never heard that one before seriously.
Yes, that is what I learned at three years old. I was playing in the mud and making mud pies. Everyday I would put them on the Neighbors fence posts, the next day I would come out and inspect them. After looking them over I would crush them and do it again. I do believe that is what caused My first fight.
The Kid next door came out one day, it was His fence. He confronted Me, not about the mud though. I feel the Kid next door was told to go and get in a fight, He picked Me.
Poor Guy started calling Me names when I acted cowardly, I told Him name calling was immature. He started screaming at Me “(My name) Belly! (My name) Belly!” and charged Me. Mistake one with (My name) Belly, I snap kicked Him in the nose. He ran home with Me right behind Him I was so shocked. His Mom yelled at Me and the rest is black. You hemorrhage to death within four hours I know now. I never even heard the word karate at the time. Ray will come back into the story a time or two later, He turned out to be a Friend You can rely on.
Back to what I was witnessing via the mind. “Name calling is childish and immature, and that is a fact of life”, “You still want to be called one huh?”, “Face up to the facts of life”, “ I am lost without You”, “She looked at Me all googilly eyed”, “Childish nonsense”, “Wet behind the ears little Girl”, “I am an Idiot”, “The Kid’s an Idiot”, “I am a Fool”, “Damn fool Kid”, “Tell”em to go to Hel