By Daniel Watson



I try.  I try so hard to do what is right but everyone makes it hard. They say life is like a box of chocolates but what if my box is empty? What if I say I'm done? What then?
You see, when I was four months old my mom and dad split up and it mentally and physically scared me. They say fifteen  is a difficult age,  but what if my whole life has been my fifteen.  
When I was four years old a very bad thing happened to me and my brothers.  Something that has been haunting me ever since despite the fact that I already forgave the people who caused it.  But what if I hadn't?  What then?
When I was merely five years old,  my dads apartment burnt down due to the neighbor falling asleep with a cigarette in his hand.  My dad woke my brothers and I up and we got out.  But what if we hadn't?  What then?
When I was six years old I rode my first roller coaster.  The first and the last roller coaster I will ever go on.  But what if I was older?  Would I have been scared?
When I was eight years old my mom got drunk and crashed the car and lost us.  The funny thing is,  the car was crashed a block away from our house.  
When I was ten years old I broke my dads window. My brother and I were wrestling and I fell into the chair and the chair went through the window.  But what if it hadn't went through the window?  What then?
When I was twelve years old I got lost in Walmart.  I was so scared and I went to customer service.  My mom came and got me.  But what if I hadn't?
When I was fifteen,  my dad sat down and talked with me about loss.  It made me realize something.  It made me realize how much people really do care. But.  What.  If. They. Didn't.
You see,  I'm going to have two words sketched on my tombstone.  What.  If.