If I had to live my life over I would have concluded not to be transmuted to the quality of life. Others, such as my brothers would sometimes not exist, but will forever be amiss. I would have never of had a broken a wrist. As a result, when I learned to drive I would have been in the top five; on the list of the greatest drivers, in existence. As I became older I would have traveled having numerous adventures, for example going to Alaska, or Nebraska, or even the dreaded Minnesota. I will always have my memories, such as the time I got stung by that little bee, cut my knee, broke my wrist, and even the time I finally was taken out of my dreaded braces. When I later do die, I know I will be missed, because everyone will want me back, to know what they will
get; out of my long, long, long, list of historic achievements.