The Ethan chronicles

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Summary

This book follows the events of Ethan's life, taking a walk through his life decisions, hurts, and mistakes. It's about a coming of age teenage boy searching for who he is while dealing with abandonment, sexuality and being an overall loner.

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
3
Rating
5.0 1 review
Age Rating
18+

About Ethan

My name is Ethan Harrington, I’m an eighteen-year-old currently persuing my G.E.D. I’m about 5′9, brown eyes, caramel brown skin, black hair, a NONATHLETIC guy (I hate sports with a passion) stuck between being an Introvert and an Extrovert. I’m a wanderer, nostalgic much too, I dream of living in the seventies or eighties but I guess it’s just a dream. I have a huge heart for nature, road trips, and jungle adventures.

No matter how happy I am a cloud of sadness is always hovering over my head like a personal rain cloud. Nevertheless, you know I’m the life of the party (I hardly ever go out.. It’s a joke) you would think I have many friends. From the people who frequent my social media posts, to my classmates that walk with me to the bus, or even my sister’s girlfriends that are always at our house ( MY SISTER’S FRIEND’S). Honestly, I’m still waiting for a mutual tribe to collect me (whoever they are).

My insomnia always gets the best of me, my sister calls me the house zombie. As if my life couldn’t be any worse, I woke up at ten am on a Monday morning to an empty house, Mother went to work and well my sister went to school and by the way, this is my norm Monday’s through Friday’s. I’m pretty much a night owl too, I go to school at night so that makes it easier for me to live my best nightlife... As if... ugh!

My mornings always start with a cup of coffee and thanks to my mom golden girls, my mom, and my sister does the same too. My mom, my sister ,and I are like the three musketeers or it’s like destiny and her two surviving children (Beyonce, Kelly, and Michelle). We are always together or it’s always just us three. My sister Elizabeth is two years younger than I so we are pretty close. Well, fortunately, my dad lives in California with his botched wife (Who I never met and don’t care to meet). He hasn’t been of importance since he ditched us five years ago for a new family.