jack had been an unplanned child, to say the least about his conception his father had been a dark-haired green-eyed  man that had a real nak for music he was a master of the guitar and had fallen in love with a blonde violin player that was married to another man which had a lot more money than jacks father but jacks father had his music so he was able to get one night in bed with the beautiful blonde but she became pregnant 

nine months passed and as a blond haired green eyed child was born and the mother terrified of what her husband would do told him the baby had died and she sent an infant jack off to his musician father with a note that said 

never contact me to me and my husband this child is dead to both of us 

jacks father was heartbroken but still raised jack with all his skill he got an office job and worked very hard putting his health at risk but he still showed his son love and love for music he showed him the power of music teaching him how to play as he learned to walk he was showed cords as he learned to ride a bike he learned riffs and for fifteen years he was happy as he could be until his father died of a heart attack caused by his intense workload 

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the funeral was small and jack had no one to take him in as his father had been an orphan so there was no family to help  so jack walked onto the streets with just a guitar mouths past and days got colder jack sang and played for money and slept as the cold got worse jacks health plummeted

rain poured over jacks head as he stood on the empty street. Holding his guitar is freezing hands the endless groan coming from his mouth was supposed to be a song by Jonny cash but no one could have guessed.  

jack was about to consider packing up when he heard a rumble of a truck. he looked up and realized he had drifted into the road and the road was to wet with the rain the truck would not stop in time so instead of trying to run he struck a cord and closed his eyes.

there was no pain everything around him was different it wasn't the road and it wasn't a hospital which he was happy about being homeless he could afford it the room he was in was. made of stone  his eyes landed on 2 things his guitar and  a piece of paper with writing on it  he picked up the piece of paper 

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