The Boy Whose Life Fell Apart: Chapter-2: The Boy with a Silver Spoon in His Mouth

(Disclaimer: This book is my original work and this book is a pure fiction. None of the characters or incidents mentioned in this story has relation to any real person.)

The thing I loved most about him is that he used to write me frequently. He used to write back within two or three days of getting my letter. The other penpals I had used to reply me after a month or two. They also stopped writing to me after exchanging a few letters. So after sometime he was the only one I had left.

Slowly I became obsessed with his letters. It was wonderful to read about his life. I had a fascination for books since my childhood. But reading about his personal life was way more different from reading a novel. It was like taking a look at someone’s private diary that nobody has ever read before. I often feel myself lucky that he chose me to share some of the very special secrets of his life that he couldn’t share with anybody.

So this is the next letter he sent to me. In this letter he describes about his family, childhood and the people he grew up with.

My family and My Childhood

Dear Philip,

I spent my early childhood days in Spain. I was born in Germany but when I was about 2, my family moved there. We used to live in a village of the Valencia region of Spain. As far as I can remember, it was a wonderful life that we had there.

Other than my parents, there are some people whom I have seen to live with us, ever since I was born. My governess Natalie, my driver Ahmed and our Chef Enzo are some of them.

We used to live in a big white villa in Spain. It was located in a rural area, surrounded by the mountains and forest. There was a beautiful rose garden around that villa. I used to play there with my governess Natalie. She is Italian and she is the one who raised me. Even until now she takes care of me like I am a child. My driver Ahmed used to drive the car of my father but when I grew up and started to go to school, my father assigned him to me.

He is also some sort of bodyguard of mine. He always carries a gun with him. He comes from a family of French-Algerian descent. He is very tall and he looks strong. Ahmed has three very beautiful daughters. Our Chef Enzo is a man who loves to have fun all the time. He loves to tell jokes and make people laugh.

My mother has two siblings, a brother and a sister. My uncle, the brother of my mother is the eldest among his siblings. My mother was born after him and my aunt is the youngest among her siblings. I have been always very close to my mother’s family but I never heard or met anyone from the family of my father. I heard that my father had a big family. We never talk about my father’s family because he never does and doesn’t even like us to talk about his family.

Now I have something to tell you. I don’t like the way you mentioned me as “the boy born with a silver spoon in his mouth”. It is because I hear it all the time from the other people.

I am sorry to hear that you have a difficult time in your childhood. But to be honest I don’t think it was bad. There are many people whose childhood was even more difficult than you and I have heard their stories. Don’t be angry, I know that I wasn’t in your situation. But I think we need to be positive about our life, right? I hope you will agree with what I think.

So you don’t have a girlfriend and never been with a girl. I think you are pretty shy and don’t know how to talk to a girl. No, don’t be mad at me, I am not having fun of you. It is just what I think about you.

With Best Wishes
Frank