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This Report / Book got written by me so that I can supplying true and accurate information to
the complaints departments and the public, who have of this far of my life been involved in
what has taken place against myself. It is my intentions (To start this report) with a pretence
of a story of a fiction and then carry on in an official format. I will begin, one day I found a
colourful box and this beautifully boxes colour scheme was green, yellow, and red, with little
black lines around its boarders. As I took a closer inspection, I noticed that this box had on its
side a little metal wind-up handle, in my own option this handle could get classed as a
spectacle of something that could be classed as a high standard of craftsmanship. The handle
was centred in the middle of the left-hand side of the box as I faced the box to its front. I
could see that the boxes lid could open so that I would be able to see inside of it, I felt my
right hand go forward and attempt to open it and found that I had no luck, it seemed to be
locked. so, me, being me, I took a hold of the handle and in doing so, I spun the handle, at
first, I heard this cranking noise; it was ever so quiet but hearing this noise encouraged me
more and more, to keep on spinning the handle. One second turned by and then another
second, till I started to feel and enjoy the fun in the rhythm, I continued to spin the handle
around and around and around in a circular motion of events. I decided to take my hand of
the handle and search for another way into the coloured box and then as I took my hand off
the handle to stop what I was doing, Pop, outcome this jack in a box. Myself be who I am
found this simply amassing and started to laugh till I felt tears coming down my face.
Now, as some people would say, or might say, let’s get back to reality, this now is an
Introduction, which in fact starts, with a summary, of my own, personal middle adder lessons
of age and in brief, this is a short walking, to some of my earlier childhood memories before
the years of 2012, where this official report starts.

Chapter 2

Family Life: --
Throughout my whole life I have got raised with high living standards. I would say the reason
for this partly was because of my family’s upbringing.
My dad was a union reprehensible himself, and that off a role model.
I can continue to say that I have a close mother to son relationship; my mother and I have
always been good friends to each other within our maternal bond and this resect continues
alongside with the rest of our family member’s.
My mother got born in Great Britain and is the best sort of person that anyone could want as
a mother and together we as a family, are always there for each other and this gets managed
by us all, as this is what we believe a family should do for each other.
In a past sequence of events, I can remember; historically in my lifetime, when in my
younger youth days, my dad as he still does now, worked hard, so he could provide for his
loved ones.
My father and mother proved for us their siblings who are / Myself, my younger brother and
younger sister.
We all got provided with having nice things; “living essentials,” such as: A Good Education,
Food, Drink, Housing, Holidays and Good; Clothing
Our parents provided us, with all we needed while growing up.
When describing my father; I would explain that he demonstrates, the highest standard’s that
can get set in a person’s lifetime or just to describe his character a little more; I would paint a
picture that’s would show, a true Person who always stands for the correct principles, towards
being a proud man.
My father is a strong and honest man, who is from the West Indies; “Antigua, what’s is also
known as; Waladli, or; Wadadli, by the native population,” he himself inclusively of us his