A Brief History Of Sorts

Morgan Kayte Lutheran was born to Dale and Meridy Lutheran, in Carbondale, Illinois, on the great day of March 5th, 1987. Not only is this date a great one because that is the date of the beginning of A Chorus Line's British Tour, but also because the last three numbers of the year are right in a row and in order on a keyboard, and therefore much easier to find, for those of us who can't detect precisely where each of the number keys are just by memory.

She lived a mostly happy, and yet lonely childhood in a small town in Illinois called Sesser. She attended a small public school for both kindergarten and first grade, and though she was never really disliked or unwanted, she just couldn't seem to find her place. She remembers to this day sitting in the gym during PE and just wondering why she felt so alone.

After her second year of public school, her mommy told her that she would not be going back. She said that she was going to be homeschooled, but that it probably wasn't a good idea to tell her teachers, because they might not understand. She liked homeschooling just as well as she liked public school, because either way, she felt quite alone, and her relationships were really what was the most important to her anyway.

She lived in Sesser for nearly 10 years of her life. She had a few friends at their church, and she had lots of family that lived close-by. It was a nice place to live. But one half of a year before her 10th birthday, her parents uprooted their family, and replanted them in a medium-sized town in North Carolina. This town had the unattractive name of Wilson.

Wilson didn't turn out to be quite as dull as the name made it sound. There was a homeschool group there with nearly fifty families involved. Morgan's mother and several other mothers tried to get her involved with the young ladies in the group, but these young ladies never seemed to really click with Morgan. She eventually found her place amongst the young lads in the group, and was quite happy with her position.

The time in Wilson was pure bliss for Morgan, excepting any of the time during which she came into contact with her apartment neighbor, Kim Koda, or her neighbor's daughter, Kayla Koda. They were a raucous pair, playing Spice Girls and other such disgusting audio clips very loudly bright and early each morning, throughout the entire day, and then well into the night. Not only did they have terrible taste in music, they were also very difficult to get along with. Kim would often get drunk and come next door to harass Morgan's mother. At one point, it got so bad that the police were called.

As we all know, good times cannot last forever. Wilson was soon replaced for yet another small town. Stella.

Stella is a place so small that they only have a post office, a gas station, and three churches. Oh, and there are two known streetlights in this area. Not only is Stella incredibly small, it's also filled with strange people. One half contains the rich people who appreciate fine cars and lawn ornaments. The other half holds the poorer folk who enjoy hunting dogs, guns, and four wheelers. In the beginning, the Lutheran family didn't really fit in with either of these two groups, but as time went by, they started molding themselves to the poorer group's way of life. All of them except for Morgan and Myriah, that is.

Morgan is the kind of kid who doesn't fit in easily. She isn't stuck up or disagreeable . . . She's just different, and the people in her area don't seem to appreciate that which is different.

When her family first placed her in this awfully small and boring region, she was about ten and a half. Now, she is seventeen and a half, and still hasn't found her place. She has tried various churches and schools, and approaches each with a good attitude and a cheerful expression, but she just can't seem to find acceptance in any of them.

She tried private school in eighth grade, but became bored with it very quickly due to a poor selection of friends, and dropped out after the first semester. She longed for more constant human contact soon after, and decided to try public school once again during her tenth grade year. She only stayed for the first semester. Again, for her eleventh grade year, she went back to public school, again only to stay for the first semester. She tired quickly of the busy-work and monotony of it all. Now, she is in her senior year of highschool, and it attending a community college. It's not as bad as she had once thought it would be.

Morgan still has only a few friends (actually, more on the internet than in person), and still has not found her place in this Eastern North Carolina area. She is still trying, though. She looks forward to the day when she can move out of this area and find someplace that is more open-minded and interesting.

Morgan has very little idea of what she wants to do with her future. All she knows is that she wants someone to love, and that will be enough.