Thank You Daniel(aka Klutchkiller)

(PLEASE MODS DON'T DELTE, IT IS A TRUE STORY, EVEN ASK KLUTCHKILLER)
Here is the story of how I became the brother of Klutchkiller (Daniel). I was born in Mexico, raised by abusive parents and was only fed once a week. I do not want to get into detail about how I was abused... It was unpleasant.... I lived like this for many years.... 7 to be exact. I had to learn English from boys on my street.

One day when I was searching for food in the city's dump, a man not much older than me came and asked "Hello what is your name?” I knew enough English to understand what he said. I happily responded with a wink and "Alejandro". The boy pulled me up and hugged me. That is when I knew that this man will be my eternal love.

I spent many weeks with him. He taught me how to draw, read and talk. He told me that his name was Daniel. Daniel came to Mexico for a summer vacation. It is what the Americans do after a year of school. Daniel only had 1 more week of summer vacation left. I did not want him to leave after all he has done for me. He fed me when my parents did not and more importantly, he was the only one who treated me as a person, not an animal.

I started having a feeling that Daniel felt the same way about me. On the last day of his trip, he came to me and said "Do you want to be my brother". It was the happiest day of my life; I can finally get away from my abusive parents and live an American life. Daniel took me from my parents and raised me as his own. Luckily Daniel's father Thomas who is now my father agreed to raise me.

Now I am in high school, which Daniel happily paid for me. I am getting the education that I never had, Daniel thank you. Thank you for all the things that you have done for me. You are my brother, lover and best friend. You bring me up when I’m down. Daniel, I will always be grateful for you. You are my brother and I will do whatever you like, even play Cross fire everyday if that's what you want.