Spanthrax's short Biography

This is my life, the man behind the name.

Born in American Fork, Utah. I was 7lb. 6oz and 21” long. I was the first born followed by two lovely sisters, one two years later and the other five years later.

Before my first birthday I got away from my mom and fell down some steps, cracking my left kneecap leaving me with arthritis in the knee for the rest of my life. When I first started jumping on the bed as most youngsters do I was roughly two or three years of age. Within a year I had cracked my head open three times, the last of which required numerous stitches. When I was roughly 4 years old my cousin was babysitting one Friday evening and I was on the steps and my cousin nudged me and I fell down about 8 steps and began to cry, so my cousin locked me in the closet till I fell asleep. My cousin and I are now the best of friends and get along well.

When I was only five years old my mother found out my father was having an affair with a sixteen year old woman. Needless to say they got divorced. This left my mother 8 months pregnant, me at age five and my sister at age three. My father was given visitation rights for every other weekend. The first couple of years went well I seen my dad often, but as time grew on I started to see my father less and less. Until finally it reached a point where going eight months in between visits was not un-common.

It was hard watching my mother date strangers. She ended up getting remarried and me and my sisters hated him. Lets just say he wasn’t the worlds greatest step-father. That marriage only lasted little over six months. My father had three more boys with the woman he left my mother for. I love my little brothers to death. I was 7 years old when I found out that santa clause wasn’t real. One day at school in the third grade I was climbing a tree during recess and I fell, my arm hit the retainer wall and broke it cleanly in two places. I was about ten years old when my mother met my current step-father. They dated for 8 years before we finally bought a house and moved in together. They got married shortly after and have been married for two years. I have forgiven and moved on past my birth father and embraced my step-father. Don’t get me wrong I love seeing my birth father but I don’t expect it. In the eighth grade on a school field trip to the local roller blading rink, I was tripped and then someone stepped on my arm with his/her roller blade fracturing it.

All through out my schooling I was well known and liked by most of the kids. I knew so many that I called my friends but had so few that I actually hung out with outside of school.

Part of the credit for who I am today belongs to my dear aunt, who three years ago this September passed away at the young age of 56 to breast cancer. She was always there for me no matter what my trouble was or how bad things got she always knew just what to do and say. I must say though most of the credit for who I am today as both a person and a man is my mother. She raised three kids on her own with little if any help from my fathers child support, if and when it came. One thing I know for certain is that I will always be there for my kids, no matter how rough things get. Because I’ve seen what happens to children who grow up without support from both children and it can get nasty. That is one thing I will not put my children through.


For those of you who took the time to read this thanks. I hope this answered a lot of questions you may have had about who I was. And thanks for allowing me to be in WG, its my home away from home.

LOTS OF LOVE

Sincerely,


Spanthrax

Friends are the family you choose. And you will always have a home here with us. Sometimes you may think that we've all been dropped on our heads (or in Stoke's case, repeatedly dropped on purpose), but we're here for you! <3

<3 Spenser for hawt. Dude you're such a noob.

Shit Spenser, you've broken a lot of bones in your time, huh?

Anywho, I'll always be your friend dude, but thanks for letting me know a little more about yourself.

<3 Vince.

My dad left my mom 6 years ago when i was 9 cuz he was on drugs so i no how u feel on some of this stuff.

Spenser,

Everyone goes through a tough time once in their life. You've been through many hard times and I'm proud that your still standing strong. Just remember that whatever happens in life... you have WG right by your side. I also feel like home here so your not alone on that. And as for your comment about the kids part. .. Now you know my situation why I refuse to let my kids be away from their father. So i choose to have my kids and I live with him. Its whats always best if it could work. Remember to stay strong and keep up with what your doing. Don't let anyone get to you and don't let them get you down. You yourself is what makes you best. Most of all stay strong and true to yourself. Best of luck with life. I'm more than honored to have you as a friend. Your always loved.

<3 Lacy

Oo, for some reasons i never saw this topic before..
but im glad i found it and read your story..

you've been trough a lot of bad things, but these things make you stronger
(im not sure if the broken bones will make you stronger but yea, the other things will
)

Good luck with your life
and if you ever wanna talk, you know where to find me

Hey Spenser,

I read it all, I hope your life is filled with love overflowing. Good Luck in your future.

<33333 HUGS!!!

We used to have a whole separate forum for BIO's, I guess it never really came to these forums.

Nice to know a bit more about your Spenser <3

thanks for all your kind words guys and gals. i just felt it was time to let you in on who i am and why i am they way i am.

awww i no a bit more about u now spenser but as lacy said:

Everyone goes through a tough time once in their life. You've been through many hard times and I'm proud that your still standing strong.

You seem to be a fighter, and if u keep it up, then you will stay strong

Lots of love
KIM x