Julian Cabrera's Life Story

When my son was born, all i said was "here we go again." I was excited to have but also mad because I've had to kids already and they were a drag when they were babies and i had strong feeling he would be too. Before he actually came out he was stuck and he had too be pulled out forceps. When he finally came out he was such a cry-baby. We had to name him but we didn't know what to name him. We came up with Julian and he was officially Julian Cabrera.



My wife had too stay in the hospital for another 2 weeks and i had too go back home because i had to work and i had too take care of the kids. When her and Julian came home i was excited and happy for the baby to see how he likes the environment. We feed him and everything. The thing was my wife and me weren't making enough money so we had too move into a small studio. After a year or two my wife and i separated and she took Julian and i kept the other two kids.



My wife moved with her mom in the south-side and had Julian too. I was still seeing Julian because after school he had too come to my house until my wife got out of work and she worked right under where i lived. Once my wife had enough money she rented a house nearby my house and the other two kids moved with her, and my brother moved in with me and it was just us in my studio and the kids and my wife in her house. Everything was okay for a few years with my brother except for the fact that i wanted my family back.

My oldest son moved back with me and things still weren't the same. That's when Julian came back. He was about 7 years old when he came to stay and live with me. The whole family was good. I was teaching Julian how to play baseball because that was my favorite sport and i wanted to see if he loved it and i was right. We signed him up for t-ball and he was MVP and played travel ball. Each year he played and he still is.

Julian was always clumsy and always found away to hurt himself, but it was okay because he never cried. One day in fall of 2008 he was arrested for tagging. When i found out i was pissed off knowing that he did but disappointed in myself for not knowing that he does that. It was embarrassing to pick him up at the precinct. I grounded him and everything went smoothly. He would always mock me when i talk to him, and make fun of my accent. For example when i told him to clean his room he would mock me and say "GOOO CLEAN YOUR ROM." And i would just send him away and laugh about it. No matter what i love Julian and the rest of my kids.