The Cornwall Tree

In books you get all the different types of families. You can get happy family's and happy ones. Nervous ones and bold ones. Big ones and large ones. All those families seem to have a long life but in real life families don't always get along. Mine doesn't. The size of my family is not a problem, it's the type. Are family is complicated to say the least. We are so different from each other that we find ourselves having fun and not thinking about what the others were doing. Sometimes people have a hard time knowing that we are in fact a family and I just laugh at them, trying so hard to figure it all out.

Was my life always like this? No, no it was not because if it was then I surely would not be documenting my life right now for it would have no excitement, doing the same thing every day would not be a story worth life. Also, the title would not be what it is, now would it?

My mother, Jemina, is quite a short little woman but she makes up for this with her joyfulness that I have not seen anyone else carry. She can always be recognized with her purple hair that is held back nicely with a butterfly clip. Jemina is nearly always smiling and this is due to her can't be let down attitude for she is a lady that can always find a good thing inside a bad thing, even more than I can. She made sure that I was always happy and cheerful despite how bad something can be, I like her for that. I couldn't ask for a better person to be my mother.

My father, Serch, is quite the opposite of his wife. He is not fond of children and would rather spend the dad in his room writing judgements or something of the sort and no one can see how she became to be with a man like him, but people opposites do say attract. He was so important to the courts that some said that he owned the place, every time he is asked, he would just say 'not in this world, not in any' and walk away. His hair is dirty white with a bit of yellow on it.

My twin, Ashêanna is a very amusing person. She also has the mental age of someone about 7 and finds content in laying with her dolls or dancing, but what she really loves to do is play games and read stories about magical, faraway lands that only the imagination can reach. Her skin is a lovely chestnut colour that brings out the sparkle in her eyes during the summer and the warmth in the winter. Her hair flows loosely down the side of her head in nice, tight, deep brown ringlets, sometimes when it is in her way or very hot, she will tie it nicely behind her head.

My big sister, Lenzonia is an odd sort of person. She is so strange and confused that she makes the mad hatter seem normal or the curious cat. Her hair is always tied behind her head but is so long that it still reaches down to her waist. Her skin is very, very, very light brown, that is never noticeable with the amount of makeup that she uses. You could never tell that she was part-African. She loves to read and write much like I do, and she is the most wonderful artist. Like most teenagers my age she likes to think about love and chat with her friends, but the thing that is strange about her is that all her interests are centred around death and rebirth, like she is a goth but she never behaves or gives us any hints that she is one. I should know that the best, I am a goth myself.

My only brother, Serch, is strong and very tall. If it weren't for the fact that my bones were so odd then he would be the tallest person I know. He has curly, brown hair messed up but still neat on the top of his head. He has shaved the sides of his head and sideburns to make it look cooler, well let me just say this, it does nothing for him, some people can pull it off but he is not ones of them. He can have a bad temper, he is like the Hulk minus the powers when he is angry. He loves spending his time reading comics and he was actually the one that got me into superheroes to begin with, if it weren't for him things could have gone differently.

Then there is me, Atchaco Catrina Cornwall. Some people have also called me odd due to the fact that I suck at introductions and social skills in general, but it isn't my fault that I have autism, I have always had it. I am also very different form well everyone, you have probably already figured this out. I am not from Asgard or Krypton or a secret island or even from a mystical city at the bottom of the sea, in fact I am not entirely sure what I am myself. But I do not need to know who I am, all I need to know is that life isn't perfect, that you will always need to keep an eye out for anything that could happen.

Now I have reasons for what I just said, mainly because I have lived to see the proof that anything is possible and anyone can be something they do not claim to be. Now before I can tell you about how I came to find out all that information I need to tell you how I came to be, for then it will be easier to understand anything else that I am about to say.