Christian James Coleman
Sum it all up: Christian James Coleman entered this world on a foggy, snowy day early one February morning. His mother, one Matilda Shaw, gave birth to an adorable boy with the deepest brown eyes in an old rundown, abandoned house on the outskirts of town. A little more than twenty-four hours after taking his first breath, Christian was left swaddled in a blue blanket on the steps of a nearby foster home. Matilda, or Tilly as most people knew her, was a drug addict (with crack and heroin being her drugs of choice) and couldn't even begin to care for the infant. From the very beginning, Christian had a rough start. He was rather small for his age, probably due to his mother's constant drug abuse and the withdrawals that he faced as a baby were heartbreaking. Foster care had also been tough on the baby. The parents that came through were much more interested in healthier babies. Christian was constantly overlooked until a sunny day in July when the boy was more than a year old. He'd gained some weight, his hair was longer, and he had the toothiest grin which the employees had come to love. In all honestly, Christian was very loved by those who cared for him. That day in July, Christian was adopted by Mr. and Mrs. Coleman. They had previously adopted a little girl, Esmeralda, through the same agency and had found life with foster children to be quite rewarding as the Colemans couldn't have biological children.
Weeks passed as the adoption papers were being drawn up. The Colemans had already taken little Christian home and set up a nursery for him. Within a few more days, the papers would be signed and custody would officially belong to Mr. and Mrs. Coleman. The Colemans were a well respected couple in town. Mr. Roger Coleman was an architect in the city and had already spearheaded major projects. Mrs. Sandra Coleman was a local psychiatrist who was known to help patients who couldn't afford her practice. When it was said and done, Christian was in great hands.
Growing up, Christian was provided the necessities and occasionally awarded luxuries. His parents were very good to him all while keeping his adoption a secret. Throughout elementary and middle school, Christian was a diligent student who excelled in not only his academics, but athletics as well. Then, one day out of the blue, Tilly showed up on their doorstep. Roger was away on a business trip and Sandra had decided to fly up and surprise him. Needless to say, both parents were out of town. When Christian arrived home from school, he noticed the strange woman standing on the porch. Not wanting to deal with one of his mother's "charity cases", Christian kept going past his own house and waited for her to leave. Tilly came around everyday for a week before Christian finally confronted her. His world fell apart. The woman standing in front of him was his biological mother and clearly hadn't kicked her drug addictions. She looked completely strung out, but Christian could see signs of himself laced within her features. Loosing his temper, Christian called the woman a liar and kicked her out of his house. When his parents returned home, Christian confronted them. Finally, he had the truth.
Things spiraled downward after that day. Christian quit playing sports and stopped turning in assignments. Often he would skip class and eventually he fell in with what his parents would call "the wrong crowd". He started drinking and partying on the weekends and eventually smoking weed. Christian was out of control. He and his parents would constantly argue and things escalated to the point of violence more than a few times. Christian didn't care about anything. After all, his own mother had chosen drugs over him. Soon, drugs began to entice Christian also. One night he decided to try cocaine at a party. He loved the high, though he knew better than to let himself get addicted to such a horrific drug. Even so, Christian still does it every once in a while under the right circumstances. The one good thing that came from this new lifestyle, was Christian's love for music. He would immerse himself in the world of guitar and play for hours. He wasn't a horrible song writer either.
Now, just days after his eighteenth birthday, Christian has decided to take off. Grey, one of Christian's closest friends, had told him about a group going off together and it took Christian less than a minute to make his mind up. He wanted nothing more than to put as much distance between him and his adopters as possible. Christian didn't know much about the group, only that Grey and Cleo were organizing everything. Christian hadn't spent much time around Cleo. Other than her being a cute girl, and close to Greyson, Christian knew next to nothing. Either way, he looked forward to leaving the life he knew in his rear-view mirror.
