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The Early Years
My childhood was just like any other - well, I suppose. My birthday is the 1st of April, in the year of 1837, and I was born in Tokyo, Japan. I was named Chiyo Andō, which means "eternal peace". In my childhood, I had wanted to become a scientist, and would perform experiments on non-living objects. Things went on for a few years, until that one fateful day, My parents had gone out for food, and never returned; as they were shot. That was when I decided to leave Japan, after street life. -
The Arrival
Angel Island Info Here I am, finally arriving at America. My first stop is at Angel Island, which has sights that are nowhere near as great as what Europeans see at Ellis. As I waited in line along with others, a man went down the line, flipping eyelids to look for disease. When he performed mine, it hurt, but I was cleared; whilst many others were not. I'm now going on to board a train to go from CA to PA. -
Going Up
Skyscraper Picture I've had a certain job for quite a while now - the job of building skyscrapers. It doesn't pay nearly enough, it has long hours, and I've nearly fallen off - but it's all I have. I recently moved into an ethnic neighborhood full of a bunch of other Japanese immigrants, and I've made a few friends, who go by the names of Akihito and Eren. It looks like I'm here to stay, for now. -
The Big Break
I was literally just in jail - and I have no desires to go back to that horrid place. I had grown desperate for money, as I had lost my job position to the Irish, and out of my desperation, I had robbed a bank. Of course, I was caught and thrown into jail. Somehow, a lovely American couple bailed me out, and they welcomed me into their family as if I were their own son, even though they had no children. Living with them will surely turn me Christian, but that's okay; they're my parents now. -
Merry Christmas
It's now my first time celebrating Christmas - as I previously practiced the religion of Buddhism. My new family changed my religion, and I am happy to celebrate the birth of Christ with them. Now that it's Christmas Day, I am given a gift from my family, they say it's because it's my first Christmas. As I unwrap the present, my eyes marvel at my gift - a young, healthy, budding cherry blossom tree - which natively live in Japan, my home country, It overwhelms me with emotion of my past life. -
The Aftermath
It's my birthday again, but yet, I have no family. They passed away recently, naturally, as they were rather old upon taking me in. I inherited all of their objects - their home, their money, everything; as I was the only one able to. Ever since the day that they died, I felt empty, and my sakura tree has begun to die, Even now, its once plentiful branches look bare and sickly. Soon, I will have nothing but an empty home and a fortune. I don't want that. I want my family, and my tree.
