Garret was a nothing troubled child. He was a born in 1980 to drug addicts who left him on the door of a fire station in some New Jersey small town. He was then adopted by some religious nuts in Texas named the Maxwells, they were southern Baptist. Garret was forced to learn how to be a pastor, he wanted to be a comic book writer and write gory horror stories. Sadly the Maxwells smashed his dreams, The mother and father, the two older sister forced him to read the bible. If he did not he would get beat. At age 12 when he was finally able to go to school and exposed them and he was sent into the foster system, which is wear he met Tom and Amy.
Tom and Amy Wilson where a couple in Upstate New York. They had two kids, James and Wyatt, both 14. Garret finally felt at home, he was finally able to express him self freely a bloom into the teenager he is today. Now in 1994, Garret is 5'11,147 pounds, and 14. He mainly wears black cargo pants, band t-shirts, and a Coonskin hat that he was given on his first day at there house. He has black hair and green eyes, his body is covered in snow white skin.
One day after he came home from school with his brothers, now 16, where met with their parents excited cheers of joy. Garret knew his parents were trying to buy a ranch in some shitty town called Rockmill, but they except they would drop it after a few months, just like they did with Brooklyn, and just like they did with Toronto, but they did it, they bought some ranch in West Connecticut in Blackwoods National Park, in that shitty little town.
" Mom and Pop what about our friends," He said in anger " what about everything we have here, were just gonna give it up."
" Gar-bear I know its hard bu-" Amy tried to tell Garret, but was cut off
" No you dont mom, you dont understand how hard it is for me to start over agian " Garret said crying
He ran to his room and cruled in a ball, his tears soaked his clothes and stained his rosy cheeks. He went to his desk and opened up his diary. He wroted down a passage full of rage and his feelings.
Garrets Diray: Entry one
Dear Diary,
Its happening, the worst thing, I have to start over. AGIAN. in some shitty fucking town in a shitty fucking place in the middle of nowhere. Why is this happening to me. Nobody, and NOBODY UNDERSTAND HOW HARD IT IS FOR ME! Will anybody ask me how I feel? WILL THEY! It seems that when every I get a stable moment of peace in my life it gets ruined. I finally paid of Mrs. Creek for paying off some stupid debt. I smash he car windows in for a reason, that FUCKING BITCH. SHE NOT EVEN A MRS ANYMORE HER HUSBAND FUCKING DIED 10 YEARS AGO. "He's still alive I can feel it" WHERE IS SHE BITCH. I FUCKING HATE THIS STUPID LIFE.
End of Entry
Eventually they moved. They moved to the ranch. In the Crumby Town, In the Crumby Park. It was hard for garret but he adjusted, but he only hug around with James, Wyatt, and their friends. Until he met Patrick, they just clicked together and soon became like brothers. Little did Garret Know them meeting would lead him down a rough path of horrors.