Freestyle Narrative

This is from Lil Marty's point of view.
Wow! Were in the heck am I and what's all the darn screaming about?
Now I think I'm going to cry, might as well. Why is it so bright and would someone please tell me where am I. It's so cold out here. And why do these people have mask on, they all look weird. Then the doctors pass lil Marty to me.
Who in the hell are you? I'm smiling looking at him. He says dad. I say what's up boy I'm your father! Then he says whose the chick, must be my mom. We take Marty to another room to get him cleaned up. Hey where are you taking me? Mom, Mom, Mom this is unwanted physical contact. So he's just fussing away. So we get him cleaned up and weight him and what not, on the way to the delivery room he goes. Why am I in here, are you guys plan on leaving me? Dad? Dad? Why don't he answer me? O well I'm tired I'm gonna get some shut eye till my old man comes back around. Later that Day.....
I'm crying ladies aren't ya gonna pick me up? So the nurse brings Marty to our room where Britteny is still in pain. Hello Baby! Did you miss me? Ooo, Shes hot. Hey dad, do we all get to sleep in the same bed? Who is all these ugly people pressing their dry lips upon my gorgeous cheeks. Stop get away, If u don't stop I'm going to cry, that's it. Then lil Marty starts crying. So I picked him up and rocked him to sleep after feeding him a bottle and the rest of the family left one by one.